It's a trick questions.
It feels like we've been in Monday since last Friday... That sounds weird but it's the feeling I've gotten. So how does Monday happen more than once a week?
To start with the kids have been sleeping badly. This actually started back at the beginning of the month (I'm blaming Mercury in retrograde for this one), and we've been trying everything we can to figure out ways of making everyone comfortable. The boys have their matrices in our room currently, since they were waking so much in the night we figured it would be better to have them close, but not in bed kicking us close. They still aren't sleeping well, but at least we don't have to run up and down the stairs in the night and my daughter is getting better sleep without all the activity at 2am in her room.
My husband spent all day Saturday in the cities helping family move. That night we realized that the laying hens we had planned to keep until next year would need to be processed. They weren't laying enough for us to be able to keep feeding them over the winter. So processing birds (several of which had become pets of a kind) was on the next weeks agenda.
All day Sunday was spent rearranging the house to fit all our newly acquired furniture (from the moving family). That night we realized that our very old dog (who has been sick for a while now) had finally stopped eating and drinking she was lethargic, it was her time to go.
Monday we put Midnight down, and it broke all of our hearts. She was such a sweet old dog. We'd had her for six years (she was probably around eight when we adopted her) and she is much missed by us all. We buried her on the hill overlooking the lake, next to her lifelong friend Mama (who died about three years ago). That day also happened to be apple picking day. Lordy, I haven't a clue how many we picked, but I know we have a ton. Anyone out there need some saucing apples? We made all the sauce we needed for a long time with the Summer apples. My mother-in-law is working on finding people interested.
Tuesday my cycle decided to start (don't get me wrong, I'm glad for it, but I'd really thought it was going to wait a day longer) and this was the day we had decided to process the chickens. Not going to let a little pain and suffering stand in my way when everything is already set up and ready to go. So we said goodbye to the birds, some of which I'd become quite attached to. It was freezing and sad to see them go. But they were all processed before lunch and are now in the fridge waiting for me to figure out how to use my new-to-me pressure caner. After lunch we went to visit some old friends of my husband's family who we were buying the pressure caner from and who are now our suppliers for eggs. It was great to look around their little farm and get to chat for a while and I'm grateful for the connection with them. It's always nice to have friends to talk sustainable living with.
Today I'm trying to figure out my caner (it seems the gasket may be worn out), and then have chicken to can. I also have the bookmobile this afternoon (yeah Harry Potter at last!) and somewhere in there I suppose I'll have to feed my family. It's not to hard of a day, but we still need to go out and learning new skills and processing always takes some thinking power. The farm is strangely quiet now and my 6 year old son is out of chores for this week at least while I tried to find something else for him to do as we don't have anymore outdoor chores at the moment.
It's been a long and challenging couple of days. I'm hoping with the end of October we'll have an end to some of the challenges and drama that seem to have taken over this month. I'm not holding my breath, but I'll put some positive thoughts that way.
It feels like we've been in Monday since last Friday... That sounds weird but it's the feeling I've gotten. So how does Monday happen more than once a week?
To start with the kids have been sleeping badly. This actually started back at the beginning of the month (I'm blaming Mercury in retrograde for this one), and we've been trying everything we can to figure out ways of making everyone comfortable. The boys have their matrices in our room currently, since they were waking so much in the night we figured it would be better to have them close, but not in bed kicking us close. They still aren't sleeping well, but at least we don't have to run up and down the stairs in the night and my daughter is getting better sleep without all the activity at 2am in her room.
My husband spent all day Saturday in the cities helping family move. That night we realized that the laying hens we had planned to keep until next year would need to be processed. They weren't laying enough for us to be able to keep feeding them over the winter. So processing birds (several of which had become pets of a kind) was on the next weeks agenda.
All day Sunday was spent rearranging the house to fit all our newly acquired furniture (from the moving family). That night we realized that our very old dog (who has been sick for a while now) had finally stopped eating and drinking she was lethargic, it was her time to go.
Monday we put Midnight down, and it broke all of our hearts. She was such a sweet old dog. We'd had her for six years (she was probably around eight when we adopted her) and she is much missed by us all. We buried her on the hill overlooking the lake, next to her lifelong friend Mama (who died about three years ago). That day also happened to be apple picking day. Lordy, I haven't a clue how many we picked, but I know we have a ton. Anyone out there need some saucing apples? We made all the sauce we needed for a long time with the Summer apples. My mother-in-law is working on finding people interested.
Tuesday my cycle decided to start (don't get me wrong, I'm glad for it, but I'd really thought it was going to wait a day longer) and this was the day we had decided to process the chickens. Not going to let a little pain and suffering stand in my way when everything is already set up and ready to go. So we said goodbye to the birds, some of which I'd become quite attached to. It was freezing and sad to see them go. But they were all processed before lunch and are now in the fridge waiting for me to figure out how to use my new-to-me pressure caner. After lunch we went to visit some old friends of my husband's family who we were buying the pressure caner from and who are now our suppliers for eggs. It was great to look around their little farm and get to chat for a while and I'm grateful for the connection with them. It's always nice to have friends to talk sustainable living with.
Today I'm trying to figure out my caner (it seems the gasket may be worn out), and then have chicken to can. I also have the bookmobile this afternoon (yeah Harry Potter at last!) and somewhere in there I suppose I'll have to feed my family. It's not to hard of a day, but we still need to go out and learning new skills and processing always takes some thinking power. The farm is strangely quiet now and my 6 year old son is out of chores for this week at least while I tried to find something else for him to do as we don't have anymore outdoor chores at the moment.
It's been a long and challenging couple of days. I'm hoping with the end of October we'll have an end to some of the challenges and drama that seem to have taken over this month. I'm not holding my breath, but I'll put some positive thoughts that way.
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