Country Life

There are days where I wonder if I made the right choice.  Seriously.  I'm out here in the middle of nowhere ... by myself.  I am basically now married to this house.  There is so much work to do here.  I go to put one thing away, and when I get to where I'm putting it away, that area needs something done, so I do that and while cleaning that area, something else needs doing and then I'm off doing that, and forget where I started from.  When I'm done, nothing looks done.  It's frustrating.  And I'm still working on the inside of the house!

The wind is eroding a hole in my head.  It needs to stop blowing.

One thing that has changed in a huge way with me is my cooking/eating habits.  When I lived in town, it was nothing to run down to the store and pick up some sushi for lunch, or go get some fast food or go to the grocery store and pick up a missing ingredient or two.  Now, I made do with what I have, and some of the concoctions I've come up with sound less than appetizing, but have been quite good.  This morning, for instance, normally I would have run to the store to get some bacon to go with the toast, cheese and eggs I have.  I substituted tomatoes instead.  So I had a sandwich with a homegrown duck egg, toast made from homemade bread, store bought cheese and tomato.  It was yummy!  Pretty soon, though, there will be bacon in the freezer!  Can't wait!

But the dishes ... there's always dishes in my sink!  Rrrgh.

I emptied out the boxes that stored all of the sheets I've kept over the last 30 years.  Not one set is queen-sized (the size of my current bed), yet I have washed and meticulously folded all of the sheets.  I need to drop them off at the youth ranch.  I will keep a few to use for the puppy pen, and once they are done there, they are going in the trash.  I just don't have the room here.

The puppies are doing great!! They actually look like puppies now and are trying to run, tackling eachother, etc.  They do more falling over than anything else though.  So cute.  And they found their voices.  I'll be feeding them their first real meal today (ground turkey and goats milk, if I can find it).  I hear the mess to clean when the pups are fed raw is much easier and *better smelling* than if they were on kibble.  So ... raw it is.

Anyway, I need to run to Janie's to pick up the trailer, load it up with sheep and deliver sheep to people who bought them.  We sold quite a few sheep, which is great.  We certainly didn't need as many as we had.

More later,
Jodi