Woke up. Got out of bed. Dragged a comb across my head. Then I realized the house was shhhhhhhh......QUIET !!!!! I plodded down the stairs after my post night shift nap and still...nothing. Oh the usual guinea hens screaming because dog Freddie refuses to stop herding them, and a few roosters complaining about lack of access to the currently penned in chickens, and yeah somebodys donkey was braying like a drunk Mick staggering out of O'Laughlains in Ballyvaughan, but other than all that, it was quiet.
I was all alone dahlink and oh do I love that ! What to do first ??!?! Watch a a movie ? I did. The last third of Yours, Mine and Ours with Lucille Ball and Henry Fonda. So cute. They make the Dugger family look like amateurs. Then I checked email and sent off more pics of our For Sale Cows to a few more email requesters.Then I spent 20 or so minutes trying desperately to find my blog buddy Walter Jeffries. He was moving his blog a few days ago to Wordpress but those folks were no help. I suppose I could actually call Walter but that seems so weird since we only know each other in a blog sense.
Then I saw a butterfly outside. Wait, no, it was garbage our dog Fannie was throwing up in the air. Well not throwing up like an emesis, I mean tossing into the air after chewing into pieces. Sheeesh, you people are so literal.
Then I remembered I was alone again and not wanting to waste any more of that precious time I began to blog. I love blogging when I am alone. No one chatting with me about what has to be added to our massive daily schedule, no one reminding me about yet another paperwork deadline. (Finishing off the Organic Re-Certification paperwork for MOSA was a killer this past week), no one telling me I'd better call the locker plants to make sure all our meat would be ready for the 5 Chicago deliveries we have this next week. Oh wait, I was the one talking to ME about all those things. No wonder I can't focus. Not only do I have to deal with all my own voices in my head, I was talking with a friend of mine at work last night about the movie Sylbil and now I have all HER voices in my head. I can't remember the names of the two male split personalities she had of the 16 total. Anyone ? Beuhler ?
Criminy. I just wasted all that time and now my family is home. Guess I won't train Nora the horse.to jump 6 foot fences or repaint the rusting "Truck Lettering "sign my father painted over 20 years ago. I 'll do that NEXT time I am all alone. Sure, I will.
Really, does anyone know where I can find Walter Jeffries ?!?!?