They killed me at work yesterday. It’s hard to go from sitting around and twirling my fingers (not really, but you get the idea) to outright slammed and getting pulled in three or four different directions. I suppose I should get used to it given the economy. Our work schedule is likely going to be erratic for some time now. At least the day went by quickly.
I stopped by Wal-Mart on my way home and picked up a couple of things. When I got home, I let the dogs out, off-loaded my car and decided tonight was Michelle’s night off. I am late on an article due to Animal Wellness magazine so I worked on that for a while. I brought the dogs in around 8:15 and let them do their thing. They are both very good in the house and settle down after a few minutes. I half watched the season finale of Bones and then about 20 minutes of House before I got the dogs together and went out and put up the ducks. This is now Fern’s job. Gel doesn’t particularly care for working ducks. I use him if Fern gets into trouble, but for the most part, she understands her job.
I thought about riding my bike this morning, but decided it might be better for me to wait until tonight. You never know what you are going to run into out on the road. The loop I am currently doing takes about 30 minutes, but should I get a flat tire or heaven forbid, crash, that would make me late for work. So I fired up the ATV, took the dogs for a run and checked on the sheep and cattle. They are happy as pigs in shit up there. Lots to eat. I checked with my neighbor to be sure they are not being difficult when she fed the pig and she said no, the pig snarls at them if they come near their food, so all’s good up there. I’ll leave them there until the weekend.
I hope that they start haying the field around me because the grass is too tall to work stock. Gel is desperate to work, but until the fields get cut, it’s too hard moving livestock around. It isn’t going to hurt him to take a break. We will not be trialing on stock for some time now.
After I got back in the house I puttered around a bit and then decided to scrub at least part of my kitchen floor. Not sure where all this desire for cleaning is coming from, but it is a good thing. My house is looking very, very good. My car is even very clean right now. Clean is good. I’m cleaning bad energy out of my life.