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Sunday Routine Revised
Another day as the primary caretaker of the entire group of cats, dogs, cows, horses and chickens. A shit job.
Respect for dog owners
A brief glimpse at the life I’m not supposed to talk about here on my blog. Taking care of a bunch of dogs. Not usually my job
Breakfast separation due to a fence
I am out in the pasture at 530am helping a mother cow and her baby navigate the fence that separated them so she can have some milk. Loud moos resolved.
March 5th 2024
Today my sister came close to yelling at me, but didn't. Still the feel of spontaneous anger caused by me took her by surprise. I guess in the 5 months of being here, shed witnessed very few failures and taking care of making sure the dogs get fed and watered is vital...
Sneaking in new responsibilities
Doug was away for a tiny Christmas present vacation combined with delivery of steaks and puppies to the coast so not much changed in my morning duties but we added a few extras including feeding the dogs in the morning and making sure they have water and now...
The lazy farmer
I used the common term lazy even though I understand that I'm not really lazy. Do I though? It's clear that I expend energy trying to save energy. I put a lot of effort into not putting a lot of effort into things. I go out of my way to try and lesson number of steps...
My days
I've started thinking about my day. A routine of minimal activity between naps. I wake up either slightly before 7:30am or with the alarm at 7:37am. I prefer to wake naturally if I can because I remember my dreams better when they are not interrupted but I have...
Morning chore is a chore
The cows are cute but feeding them is still a pain. A constant chore
Life loops. Chores
I have always seen life as a series of loops. Things that happen over and over that old people see more clearly than young people. The way of the world in a constant repetition starting with day after day, week after week, year after year but also the loops of society...
The Sunday that was a weekday
I'm sitting outside with a beautiful bright blue sky at 7:30 a.m. I'm pretty sure the clocks changed on me last night but in this digital world I don't have anything to do anymore. It's automated and I didn't actually know up until now whether the clocks went forward...