The way we planned yesterday.... 1st feed all livestock...Feed cats and chickens...Make hot oatmeal eat and start outside work.....
Reality.....Feed, shuffled through breakfast, picked up sh*#@, planned out new pasture, picked up rotting feed leftover argued where to put the sh*@ for composting...Found where Banties where laying eggs (a least evidence of them) This happened to be in Playboys feed bucket and he ( playboy) eat or broke them..Rented huge tiller to till up old horse stable area that was now mud packed and mounding hills that HAD to be knocked down...After renting smaller till that failed the seemingly impossible job....Hubby cursing under breath about he crappy piece of equipment....The rain started in earnest and I was ordered to feed store for pasture blend grass seed...Tried to call hubby to ask is we should by the 25# bag or what...Mr perfectionist did not have is phone on him and I came back with the wrong stuff....Which ensued a long debate on to seed or not to seed and return to get the other seed that we are going to use anyway. I might add that it is RAINING again..I would think to know better and send him but in reality I think he like poking the farm fairy to see what she does...And he always get some sort of reaction....We finally go do the nightly feeding thing and then talk about if we should seed for the second time in just 45 minutes...I vote for supper... He finally agrees and we feed ourselves and Buluga who has gone on her own eating strike.... We have planned three days in a row to play scrabble...We have long warring games..Almost always three hours or longer...Hubby is watching something about gaiters in Florida and is within thirty minutes snoring like a locomotive....I am not but a few moments away myself....We wake up near midnight and shuffle to bed....Hubby wants to read and I HAVE to play games to bug him ( just a little) with one of those little lights you put on your key chain.....I just could not help myself....He was being a bed pig and we voted once again that we will HAVE to buy a king size bed if we are to stay in the same bed....I toss and he turns and at some point we sleep....( after wars about blankets, sheets , lights and the general argument about who has more room...) I failed to prove my case and settle for peace and snoring...I awake at 5:30 and find coffee is waiting for me... At least something is...My reality......No scrabble game ( which I had planned on winning) and few hours of sleep....Wish me luck on today's reality...
