Folks – I just this moment realized how regimented my day is!!! epiphany abound!!!
My day starts at 0430 – I hit snooze ohhh – once or twice and am typically out of bed no later than 0500. If I have showered the night before 0515 (that is a luxury). If not coffee – feed the other herd – or if you prefer “clowder” as that is what a grouping of cats is – a clowder – see educational!! – into the shower to shake off the sleep – hair and then time to venture outside.
I pull on my “Farmer Jane” lined coveralls (pic this weekend) and head outside.
Prep the feed – a cup of this – a pinch of that – 10 of those – two of these into feed buckets. Gather the hay I have put on the steam the night before. What??? so I steam some hay??? wanna make something of it??? I dare ya. Side note – I got some second cut dusty hay and to cut down the dust I steam it so the “Kings” do not inhale – What?? do I spoil my boys??? Wanna make something of it?? oh hell – we could go around and around on this – onward.
Where was I?? Oh yes – lights on – fence off – stumble through the dark and BAM!!! fed horses – I won’t go into detail as I believe that is in a prior post.
By this time – 0615(ish) and done – back to the house – dress for work – heels and hose – hot rollers for extra body in my hair – rollers out- spritz of the spray – pit stick – spray of CK1 – and voila- working professional.
I like to be out the door by 0630 – no later than 0645.
The commute begins. Hit the 416 and hammer down folks. The commute is bliss – find some good tunes and sing (badly) all the way into the city.
IF and I do mean IF my son is at his father’s – stop in and wake the sleeping Prince to get him off to a good start. Yes I know I know – he is 20. Two things – to me – he will ALWAYS be 5 and I have learned that the first 15 minutes of your day dictate how the rest of your day will go. If I can wake him with a smile – then I have done my job.
Arrive at work by 0730 – work blah blah blah – leave 0430-0445 usually the latter, side streets to highway and HAMMER down.
Home 1730-1745 (530-545 -24 hour clock – look it up people) and don the ever fashionable but somewhat smelly “Farmer Jane” coveralls and time for feed- cup of this- pinch of that – toss in a carrot – grab the hay I have been steaming all day – what??? oh never mind – slog through the dark – flake of hay here- flake of hay there – check the water and finish 1815 to 1830.
NOW – time to go back inside and cook dinner. My best friend of late is my slow cooker – prep a dinner the night before and voila – dinner done – if not something simple – salad perhaps – I try to limit take out to once a week MAYBE. I do like to cook.
2000 night check to make sure my “boys” are tucked in and hit the hay!! no pun intended. Read for a bit and lights out. Next day start all over.
On the weekends I may – just may sleep in until at least 0530 GASP the boys will be fed later than normal – will they survive???
I ask you – do I sound like I am complaining??? I’m certainly am not.
You see – this has been a dream of mine for oh – I don’t know – since birth!!! When I met hubby – we always talked about owning our own farm and what we would do and what animals we would have and EVERYDAY – I drive in my driveway to the view that we first saw when we fell in love with this house and this property and I smile – a big huge goofy smile.
It is not everyday that people actually get to achieve their dreams. I am fortunate (broke) to have gotten this chance to live my – nay – our dream.
We are blessed to be able to do this – to see this dream come to life.
With the mud and the mucking poop, the hauling hay and the building fences, the dumped kittens and the cold hands – wet feet – everything about this makes me grounded and smiling and happy.
So there ya go!!! My day in a nutshell or a hay bale – you pick.
Orange Acres 