<div class="floatleft">(http://i1254.photobucket.com/albums/hh605/JennyFive69/Michael_zps27ecb800.jpg)</div>Michael was completely focused on the tractor.  Or at least that what he was trying to tell himself.  In reality, he was very focused on how unhappy he'd been lately.  With his and Michelle's bedroom activities nearly non existent and the stress of trying to run a farm, never an easy thing even when it was doing well thanks to how easily prices could fluctuate, the stress was starting to get to him.  He'd tried drinking it away, but that hadn't done much good since as soon as he sobered up, the problems were still there.  He'd tried working out, but all that had done was leave him sore when he woke up, not a good thing when you thought about how he needed to be on his game in order to work the farm twelve to fourteen hours a day.  With no real outlet, he had been building up and leaving him unhappy and sometimes just downright miserable.  He was so focused on that that he didn't even know that he'd almost hit Bailey.  And he didn't know she was anywhere near him until she was suddenly behind his seat, talking to him.<br/><br/>It took him a minute to respond, mostly just because he was trying to figure out what she was talking about.  But when he did, he shook his head a bit and when he spoke, he tried to sound normal, even a little upbeat.<strong>"Well, Bailey, as I've told you a million times, I can't always see what's going on the ground.  And it appears that I've proven that once again."</strong>he said to her as he looked over his shoulder at her and he actually gave her a small smile,<strong>"And yes, everything's fine unless you count you damned farmhands spending most of your time playing jokes on each other and not getting any work done."</strong>He said that, but his voice was light and almost relaxed.  He cared about his farmhands and as long as the work was done, and it always was, he didn't mind if they screwed around a bit in order to keep the mood light and relaxed.<br/><br/>He rolled along a bit more with her behind him, trying to act like he was fine.  But that didn't last for long and he let out a loud sigh as he looked over at the only female farmhand he had.<strong>"Truthfully Bailey, I've just been a bit.....unhappy I guess.  Things between me and the Misses hasn't been as great as they could be and running this place takes more hours in the day than exist."</strong>he answered honestly,<strong>"Don't tell the others about this, either.  I just don't know how to cope with it anymore."</strong>He sighed as he looked at her and once again remembered how attractive she was...which was starting to lead him down some roads he probably shouldn't go.