The waiting game begins...
The incubator is on lockdown as of this morning, let's see if we get any sweet fat healthy baby chicks by Thursday! The trepidation is unbearable... The hope to see new life born, the fear that there will be birth defects and, if that happens, the terror of having to end this new life.
Please send us your good vibes and prayers!
January weather has kicked in, bitterly cold and brutally unrelenting.
You'd think we would have gotten used to it by now, eh?
Not a chance.
I've so many projects in my head I don't know where to begin.
I want to paint and decorate my office,
make it a happy place to work in.
I need to get my photo portfolio together and advertise.
And start putting in some hours for Vegas' company.
This week I have the sole care of two horses,
plus trying to break some broody hens (PITA),
and now a bunch of babies soon hatching
so that means more chicken care hours.
My birthday is in nine days,
and I really could care less.
I want to go spend a weekend at my mom's place
by early February.
I promised her, and it'll be great fun -
lord knows I need the break from routine!
I don't know why I'm blogging
all this nonsense.
I should be out there being productive.
Guilt has kicked in.
Happy Monday, you guys :-)