Tuesday, September 7, 2021

Troubles and toils?

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To do chores, I had to lay up feed.  To lay up feed, I had to haul three 50 pound bags of feed from the garage to the outbuilding.  I was not feeling it.  Had no choice.  Then, after getting them there, I had to open them... which meant a knife.  I was sure I had one in these shorts, but... no.  So, indoors.  It wasn't where I thought it would be, so had to go upstairs.

On the good side, one piece of luggage when up with me.  The next will be for bedtime, unless I have another reason to go up.  Very good, no waste, or as little as possible.  Then, after getting the knife, and opening them, I had to pour in portions... about a quarter of each bag, mix that, then continue for each portion.  Yea, but... it mixes the types of feed and does well.

THEN I had to actually feed them.  Checked on the rabbits.  A few were out of feed.  None were out of water.  But I did add water for one of the rabbits in the outbuilding, as a precaution.  For the momma to be rabbit.  I hope.  Still hasn't popped.  I really don't get it.  She is going on forty days.  Past forty days, actually.  Ugh.

Oh, but before all that, I was moving my mop bucket out, to sweep.  But, no.  Sam was being a jerk, got under foot, and yea... helped spill the dirty water.  So... I had to work on that first.  Then mess with the feed.  On the good side, it didn't spill all into the bathroom, staying in the hallways and kitchen.  It's... mostly cleared.  When it dries, I will get to the bathroom, sweeping.  Then waterers, a shower, more dishes, and then rinsing with hot clear water in there.

It isn't perfect, but it isn't bad.  A few more shirred eggs?  Spaghetti?  Something.  I am hungry.  Hmm, tea or coffee too.  Ah, I've brought more boxes down from upstairs... from shoes and some other things.  There were boxes in the halls.  A good time to begin clearing those out too.

So much to do, so little time?  It takes time.  Getting there.  Hungry, now, though.  Still, one mess, problem, task, chore, at a time.  It'll get done.  Later.

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