Friday 13th...oh no, sorry Monday 13th, now I'm not a superstitious person and stubbing the toe Quest stomped on and ground into the cement did not send me into a panic scurrying back to bed...It should have done !! We had a new bed delivered yesterday, hopefully it will help Gregs back condition..if it doesn't, we will have fun playing with the support controls. Before the new bed could be delivered and installed the bedroom had to be cleared. End result TOTAL chaos in the bedroom. I'm not a chaos person and ostrich head on ( If I didn't go back in there it was all good, not !) Escape on, I headed for my tidy kitchen. Greg was on a different agenda and had found a leak under the sink so all my cupboard was out in glorious disorder. I tried hard not to show it, I tried to set my face, I tried not to let him know ...but I seem to recall something like " OMG ...thats it, I'm done !" Things only got worse, down at the barn, the chickens had upended their automatic waterer and Niagra Falls was flowing through the pen. Question to self...why do I give them fresh water when the muddy overflow seems so much more inviting ? Molly the moo had Delhi Belly, a cow with Delhi Belly is not pretty ! Greg trimmed her tail, as a soggy tail in the face when milking is a real put off for breakfast ! Destiny our beautiful old grey mare had tried to satisfy an itch and had destroyed her rug. There she was looking so inocent in her pasture shelter," who me...what rug ?? Another priority !. To cap it all, our young horse boarder came down to the barn looking like death....what was wrong, she has a headache. Time to bolt to the restroom and bang my head on the wall. There goes that cuckoo clock again...time to motivate. Take care, thanks for being with us. M
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