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[SageHill]

Big day today - get ready for Thanksgiving and take care of rain issues on the ranch ("presents" from the rain).
And --- DIL's mother let her know that she was coming down yesterday - as she was driving down. YAY. It will be her first time holding DGS. It's a big deal for her to get here. Happy for that.
So today is clean barn, harrow arenas, ~possibly fix ranch dirt road, get as much cooking done today as possible
red cabbage (a day ahead ok??), stuffing, cranberry sauce, bread, and must be forgetting something.
And the cleaning up of the house of course (nothing like muddy paws and dog "decorations" on windows).
Happy getting ready for T-Day everyone, in the end may all the turkeys be in the oven tomorrow.
Oh and @fuzzi --- so excited for you, it's Puppy-Pickup-Day !!!

 

[Blue Sky]

Good morning. Moves are drama. I had a lulu a few years ago. Buyer was hostile. She really wanted our house. We were days away from foreclosure and she and her realtor were- pardon my inferred language- effing us every which way, to save herself money and out of spite and entitlement. She arrived a week before the move and told us we had six hours to move or the deal was off. Foreclosure papers were on the front seat of my car by then. I had 40 sheep with several in lamb ewes about to deliver, 2 Pyrs and 2 Anatolians. It was the hottest day of the hottest year recorded in that part of Texas. Neighbor s gathered to watch as she followed Hubbs and I around “supervising” the move. She brought an entourage, 3 stepsons all marines, who glowered and got underfoot. Then we got a call, the seller of the place we were going to backed out- no deal. Most of our fencing and tools were there, inaccessible. That was a bad moment. Miracle One, my realtor called. She found a place we could rent at least temporarily. Miracle Two, the mover hadn’t brought enough trucks or people but word had gotten to my coworkers who showed up with hands and vehicles. We all unloaded retailer trucks at night, hot exhausting work, they showed up anyway. I had no idea where we were going but we got there. Couldn’t find the house key and the mover threatened to impound our stuff. Texas law, must have key. No pen for the sheep. Miracle 3 Mover changes his mind unloads after all and his crew slaps up a decent fence. Key found. Two more trips to the old place to pick up dogs, odds and ends while the buyer interfered. We got home flopped on the sofa and I thought to myself “God showed up”. And He had.


I learned later that the buyer’s realtor, fearing to lose the sale, convinced her that we would vandalize the place before we left hence the “get out” routine. We probably had some rights but we didn’t know what they were.

 

[murphysranch]

Thank you all. Bay - your post got me teary.

I bought home 4 boxes of food yesterday. Sorted it into soft goods that can go on the FB bench on Thursday morning, and three cases of homeless usable cans to be put again at that spot in Portland, cus we're going down there again on Monday for a one week checkup for hubs.

Thank you again. For your advice, support, listening and love.

 

[CLSranch]

Howdy all. It's been a minute. Cool/cold this morning with 24 degree drop in 24 hrs. This morning vs. yesterday morning.

 

[farmerjan]

Howdy all. It's been a minute. Cool/cold this morning with 24 degree drop in 24 hrs. This morning vs. yesterday morning.

Hey stranger.....yep, the cold drop is coming here in the next 24-48 hours...

 

[Alaskan]

Some churches keep a food pantry, call around and maybe you can take it from the FB straight to a church.
As for forgetting, it happens. Last week was a whirlwind for me. I take my SIL to PT 3 times a week at 10 AM. It's a 100 mile round trip. I leave at 9, get back at 12 to 1 or 2 depending on what else she needs. My evening chores take 2 hours, sometimes 3 because I try to spend time with the animals. I have the dog in heat, Ozel, here to breed to Buford, but she waffles in and out of heat, driving me nuts. They get two 30 minute "dates" daily, I have high hopes. Water, feed, hay, petting dogs and sheep and now a horse that has anxiety over being taken from his pampered old life and thrust into a new life that is not pampered, I don't even have a shelter for him, but I'm tearing down an old shed and it will provide the materials for a nice 3 sided shelter for him. He does have a 2 acre pasture and used to live in a stall. He is calming down and adjusting. I haven't ridden him, prefer to earn his trust first because all things have changed in his life and I don't want to throw everything at him at once. Yesterday he was calm at feeding time, he has been pushy and tossing his feed pan in a frustrated fit. He and I are working on it. So last week I drove 350 miles to Corpus Christi, taking a dog in heat, to see my middle Granddaughter in a school program. Picked up the horse next morning and drove S L O W L Y back home, 7 hours, taking back roads to avoid the high speed Gladiator interstates through Houston. I was a zombie for several days, still had all my chores and duties. Slightly overwhelmed. A neighbor shot a deer and I went over there, he mentioned it was Sunday and I looked at my phone to confirm it. Sure enough it was Sunday. The adult class before the sermon had already started. Oops. I barely made it to church. I was so wiped out that I didn't know what day it was. This is not an uncommon occurrence. I am often so tired and dumb that I don't know if I'm coming or going. Toss in doctor appointments (mine) and my SIL appointments, any other kind of appointments or places to be on certain days at certain times and I'm wandering around like a lost child in the wilderness. Phone calls, orders, anything and everything. How in the devil do I hold it all together?

PAPER LISTS.

Write down everything. Draw a line through it. Done. I still wander around in a fog, I go in a room, forgetting why I went in there. I sit down and fall asleep, not intending to. And clutter? My sister is a clean freak, everything must be in order. Our mother dumped chores on her from laundry to starting supper. That same mother expected nothing from me. I did not inherit, nor acquire by osmosis the cleaning gene. No other worldly alien from outer space wafted down and inserted a chip in my brain that said dust is the enemy, clutter is a disease that kills it's victims. What I did get was go outside and do everything my Daddy was doing. MUCH more FUN. I'm also ADHD, my brain is wired differently, my normal is not everybody else's normal. Eh. I don't care.

You are not alone. You are doing a fantastic job of everything you do. You are a dear, sweet, kind lady with a big heart. You have a generous heart and a pure soul that gives away love for others. It hurts you to see others suffer. It hurts you to see food thrown away, at the Food Bank. If you can find a way to relocate it where it does some good, then do so. If taking it home to try to prevent waste stresses you out, then choose which stress is the least damaging to you, seeing it thrown away or taking it home to pile up and make you feel bad. You are taking care of a sick husband, his caregiver. That is a huge responsibility. It has it's rewards but it also sucks the life out of you and leaves you exhausted. It's ok to admit that and not feel guilty.

At some of my lowest moments you have sent me hugs. Big enveloping hugs with soft pats on the back, there, there, there. I'm sending you a big enveloping hug with soft pats on the back, there, there, there. It will all be ok, you are ok. You have a lot to deal with, but you are going to do your best. You are a Champion, you are God's angel on earth, spreading love and kindness, just save a little of that for yourself.

Perfectly well written. X2! to you both!!

 

[Alaskan]

Howdy all. It's been a minute. Cool/cold this morning with 24 degree drop in 24 hrs. This morning vs. yesterday morning.

Good to see you!

 

[drstratton]

WARNING incoming RANT! Why is it always inevitable that I get behind a tortoise passing a snail when I reach the interstate. Not just one today at least half a dozen. To top it off, when one of those tortoises finally got around the 6 snails he was passing, with a string of greyhounds behind him, waiting to get around him...all of a sudden, he turns into a bat out of hell! Rant over!

We are in Spokane and my blood pressure is coming down!

 

[SageHill]

WARNING incoming RANT! Why is it always inevitable that I get behind a tortoise passing a snail when I reach the interstate. Not just one today at least half a dozen. To top it off, when one of those tortoises finally got around the 6 snails he was passing, with a string of greyhounds behind him, waiting to get around him...all of a sudden, he turns into a bat out of hell! Rant over!

We are in Spokane and my blood pressure is coming down!

'Tis the season. Only going to get worse until January.

 

[farmerjan]

'Tis the season. Only going to get worse until January.

AMEN to that....