I walk back in the house and thankfully no one was around to witness my near streak. I hurry to get dressed and arrive to the Holiday Tea with Chloe and her friend, fashionably late. I am not a fan of fashionably late, but Saturday was a busy day. With two children in sports, I'm not sure how people with more children maintain their sanity, as clearly, I'm insane.
The party was a special treat as I expressed last night in my blog. We stayed to help with clean up while the host's daughter and Chloe played in a playhouse. Chloe spoke of nothing else the entire drive home. I was glad to see the playhouse was a modest size as to convince Chloe to rid her mind of the 1500sq ft home with plumbing and electricity she had previously envisioned. The playhouse was sweet and girly with a pretend kitchen and a telephone. The telephone is for decoration only, but Chloe told a story of when the phone used to be plugged in. 911 was involved. Phone is now decoration ONLY.
At home we pulled up in time to see Thadd, Brett and my sister in law finishing their farm work. They plastic wrapped the chicken coop and tried fixing the pony gate. The plastic wrap was a success while the gate is a work in progress. Today my job was to clean out the chicken coop so the chickens don't die of chicken dropping poison. Unfortunately I haven't mastered the art of chicken potty training and thus they poop in their coop at night. I was equipped with tools and gloves and in the future I will use a face mask. I say that every time and yet I did not wear a mask, AGAIN! I opened the baby chicken's coop and they wandered around with the big chickens while I raked and shoveled and spread new shavings and cleaned nest boxes. I also made a new retreat for the cockatiels, who were so happy they sang to me. Thadd came outside to check my progress at one point and asked how I got it to actually smell clean?? A random sprinkling of cedar shavings in key locations goes a long way.
It took me more than two hours to clean and organize the coop. I decided to remove all of my nasty clothes and shoes at the door and head straight for the shower. I managed to take a fifteen minute shower with NO interruptions. When I stepped out of the shower I looked around and wondered if anyone was home? I never have uninterrupted showers. Not even a dog stuck his nose to the glass today. It is possible this was the first time I had a relaxing shower with no extra visitors in years.
I read and graded some papers and then started to get ready to go to a holiday party when I realized my husband was in bed asleep. He doesn't nap very often. I walk in to the bathroom and grab the ear thermometer and take his temperature. He jumps about a foot off the bed when the thermometer touches his ear. After he relaxes and I take his temperature he, indeed, has a fever. All plans of a holiday festival tonight are dashed and I instead head to the kitchen to make jello surprise. Cool whip and jello are always a welcome surprise in my house.
I put fresh sheets on the beds and fluff the pillows just in time to tuck the kids in to bed and do prayers. I walk in to the kitchen and it smells like chicken coop. Darn it! Next time I WILL wear the silly face mask when I clean the coop. I am thankful for 28 chickens, a coop for them to be safe from predators and the elements, and fresh eggs daily(except for when the entire basket of eggs falls on the floor). Day 17(I think). If you are wondering about the Day 17 reference, I started a 365 days of giving thanks approximately 17 days ago. Hard to tell as I don't keep count very well. Numbers are NOT my finest talent.
As I write Brett has made his way to the kitchen, surveyed the land, walked in to the bathroom and turned the water on. He washed his hands, walked back out of the bathroom turned his bedroom light on and got back in to bed. He is still asleep. Oh how I love my little sleepwalker. Goodnight Friends.
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