Typing is a bit difficult for me at the moment for reasons that will become clear about half way through this post (on a scale of 1 to “crime scene photo” it’s about at a 3… if you’re squeemish you might want to stop here) so instead of waxing philosopic about everything I did this weekend, here’s the less-wordy version:
I spent a lot of time cutting barnwood.
It went here.
I also spent time cutting corrugated metal roofing…
Which graciously returned the favor, and almost took one of my fingertips with it in the process.
Protip: When working with large sheets of metal roofing on a windy day, don’t be a dumbass… wear gloves.
With the help of some friends I moved the coop outside.
It’s not done– the finger incident might have slowed me down a bit– but it’s not too far from habitable. Just need to get the doors attached, and then I can worry about the finishing touches after the chickens are out of the house.
I did get approval from the future inhabitants, however.
And I spent a lot of time hanging out with the animals– herding chickens, getting my face licked by donkeys…
Reminding the cat that he is not one of the flock…
It’s useless. He’s already decided he wants to be a chicken when he grows up.
Kids these days.
I also spent a good deal of time installing my raised beds for the garden, mowing the grass (and then immediately walking over to the guy mowing my neighbors yard and hired him… check that off the list for the rest of the year) and, gasp, doing laundry. (I know, right? Who the hell am I?) And even though I was hoping to come out of this weekend finally feeling on top of things, the truth is that my to-do list feels longer than ever.
Luckily it includes a lot of things like “spend more time hugging donkeys” so really, who is going to complain about that?