Springtime

The trees are budding, the flowers are up and I'm at least a month and a half behind on everything. I rented a skidsteer to clean out the sheep pen and now I have to repair the walls. I have started some plants but I haven't tilled a scrap of land. I've changed oil in my little tractor but haven't put the bush hog on it and cleaned the back of the farm for plowing. I've been cleaning up the trash in the yard but I've only got about half of it mowed. I've helped another guy set up his hives but haven't looked at ours. I have 6 new lambs on the ground but not one sheep sheared. This year, I couldn't coordinate an orgy in a whorehouse with a crew of submariners. I just keep slogging on. There is a real possibility that we may be able to sleep in a real bed by the end of the week. The wallpaper is up and the carpet is down. All they have to do is put up the ceiling fan and we can move the furniture back in and have the mattress delivered. There's a little work to be done in the upstairs bathroom yet but that won't matter for a while. The big job will be going through all the boxes and deciding what to throw out. We have a lot of crap. I've got to find time somehow to get the chicken area together so we can get some chicks started. Sure, we have a freezer full of beef but what about chicken? It's a bit short but I've got to go.