Best Laid Plans

I had lots of plans for today.

They started with feeding the animals.

However I was going to work at the

town hall, so I tried to get started

a little earlier than usual.

Which meant I didn't start the day

with my usual workout.

Which also meant I didn't start the

day with my usual 16 oz bottle of water.

Headed out to feed the animals.

Brought the horses in,

took feed out to the cows,

and then walked to the front of the 

property to open the gate to the

front yard. It's Thursday and I like

to put the horses up front on Thursdays.

That's the day our neighbor has all

his city customers come to his farm

to pick up their produce shares.

I don't love having my horses back

there where people are trying to

feed them hand fulls of grass.

(Not that it would hurt them, but

Andy has a split in his bottom lip

and it you aren't careful when you

hand feed him, its easy for your 

fingers to get caught up in his lip

and then you THINK he is biting you.

Yeah... don't need that drama.)

Anyhow.

While up there, I grabbed the hose to

dump, scrub and refill their water bucket.

But the hose was all kinked from the

last time it was used.

So I wrestled with that and got it mostly

straightened out and stretched over to

the bucket.

Then I remembered that Thursday is the

day they pick up "yard trash" and last

week Kyle trimmed the bougainvillea

in front of his window and left a big pile

in the yard. So I went back to the barn

and got the big yellow wheelbarrow and a

pitch fork and went back to gather that up.

(Stopped at the house for my deer skin gloves

cuz SPIKES!) Got that all loaded up and

taken out to the street and dumped.

By then the horses were mostly finished

eating their breakfast, so I went back to the

barn to return the wheelbarrow and bring 

the guys up front. They know where to go,

so I just follow along behind and remind them

not to stop and then close the gate behind them.

And then I needed to let the dogs out so they

could go to the bathroom and run around

for a little bit.

While they were out I headed into the 

house to make me some oatmeal for

breakfast.

And that's when it hit me.

I was WAAAAAY over heated and pretty

well dehydrated. I got to a chair and sat down

just before it all went black around the edges.

I drank a bottle of water (with a pinch of

himalayan  pink salt in it), and sat under

the ceiling fan for a bit.

Then it was time to get the dogs and

bring them inside the garage.

We have a deal with our neighbor that

our girls will be inside the house from

10 to 11 every morning so she can let

her neurotic show dog out without worrying

that he will freak out.

By the time I got them in their crates

and fed, I was feeling woozy again.

So it was back to sit under the fan with

another bottle of water.

It took about an hour and a half to finally

feel like I was back to normal!

Lesson learned!

DRINK BEFORE YOU GO OUTSIDE!

Anyhow.

I FINALLY felt well enough to make 

my oatmeal and a drink with some collagen.

But by then it was "lunch" at the town hall

and no point in heading over there to just

sit around and chat.

And then I remembered that I needed to

finish up some paperwork for my church calling

(Self Reliance Specialist - we saw a member yesterday

and I needed to type up a report for the Bishop.)

Got that all done and by then it was too late to

bother going to town hall, so I decided to

take the truck and head into town to Tractor Supply

and get some feed and then by our local feed

store for a bale of hay for the cows.

And that's when the heavens opened up and

it POURED! So... no feed run.

Instead, I decided to clean the kitchen.

I got out my beautiful Grove.co glass bottle

full of natural cleaner and wiped down the

counters, the inside of the microwave,

the stove, etc and realized my bottle was

nearly empty. So I pulled out my concentrate

and made a new batch.

And then I knocked the entire bottle off the

counter - smashing it into a million pieces.

Naturally I was barefoot and Beau (aka My Shadow)

was right there next to me.

And here we were standing in an ocean of

cleaner with ice burgs of broken glass.

I managed to get Beau out of the room

and grabbed some clean bath towels from

on top of the dryer to mop up and contain

the mess. Then it was sweep, swiffer, damp mop

to make sure I got every single little micro

chip of glass off the tile floor.

And then Rod walked in the door.

He has High Council tonight, so he is

resting a bit before he gets cleaned up

and then we are going to go to Chick Fil A

for a sandwich before he heads south

to his meeting and I head into town for feed.

I would just wait and go tomorrow,

but I have to drive over to Orlando to 

substitute teach for one of my instructors

who had a death in the family this week.

It's a Friday evening, Saturday afternoon,

all day Sunday class. (And it's the final

weekend so all day Sunday means

ALL. DAY. SUNDAY.

7:30 am til 9:30 pm.

And then an hour plus drive home.

So yeah.

Anyhow.

If you read all this...

thanks!

A peak in the life, as it were.