Dreaming …

I dreamed last night that I was hired as a commercial real estate paralegal (my former profession).  There were A LOT of perks such as an office with beautiful furniture, two televisions, a stereo, etc.  I also got bags of fancy underwear, bras and pantyhose.  Bras and pantyhose???? Yuck!!!!  Maybe I should stick to my current job where I can wear shorts, t-shirts and no bra.  The way things are going, MM will probably kill me before I can find another job in my real profession.

Yesterday, Wally finished the extension off the milk parlor.  It came out fantastic and worked very well during milking last night.  Granted, I really only had to milk one doe, but we did a dry run and it was perfect.  The only problem was the gate that we moved from the poultry pasture to the goat pasture was mounted too high and several of the babies scooted under it to where the does were waiting.  Wally quickly fixed that and now I think it will work perfectly this morning during “real” milking.

I asked Wally if he thought maybe this will be the last large project we’ll have to do for a while now.  He laughed at me.  I think though, maybe it will be, unless we suffer damage from all the high wind we’ve had this month.  It’s been HORRIBLE!!!!!  We’ve been very lucky.  The roof of the house is damaged, but that’s not our problem to fix; I just wish it would get fixed before it leaks any worst than it already is.  The cover on Gwen’s house was destroyed during one storm, but that cover was already taped up with Gorilla Tape so it was on its way out.  They are forecasting more strong storms tonight and tomorrow night.  Lovely …

I keep thinking I should sell some of the senior does so I don’t have to milk so many of them, but I’m going to try to hang in there for the rest of this year, breed them all again and keep does kids back from these senior does and sell the senior does.  If all goes well, we’ll have four more first-time fresheners to add to the herd next spring so I can let some of the senior does go, keeping the does from our breeding.  If the young goats that freshen next year are anything like the ones that did this year, I’m on the right track in keeping does that I’ve bred and raised and moving on those from other farms and dairies.  I firmly believe allowing the kids to stay on their mothers (the doe kids have stayed with their mothers since they were born, I did not wean them, their mothers did) and not feeding them much grain until they freshen is the way to go.  Two of the senior does have already dropped off in production, likely because they are not getting the high-protein, soy and corn-laden feed they grew up on.

This morning is going to be the first morning in several days that I’ve had to do all the chores myself.  That’s a bit of a rude awakening.  At least I got up a bit earlier than I have been.

I best get going and finish my inside chores and get out there and get it done.  I thought they might change my hours at MM and make me come in earlier, but right now, it’s only Friday that I have to come in an hour early.  At least this past Monday was no where near as horrible as last Monday was.

Until later …