Well MY day didn't go ANYWHERE near as planned.
I did get dishes washed, and I managed to get dinner on in time.....but other than that.........
First the nanny goat got out. I managed to get her and Nugget back in without incident. Came in and washed my dishes, looked out, she was out again. Went out to put her BACK in and instead of going in the gate like she should, she turned away and here comes big ol' Elroy right out the gate! and he charged me! I was holding a scoop of feed and he knocked that outta my hand. So I thought he would eat the feed, nope...still coming at me...so I turned tail and ran when I realized I wasn't going to be able to get him in by myself.
I did what any grown woman with her wits about her would do................................................................................
I called my mommy........................
Mom comes out to help me get the goats in. Funny, Elroy TOTALLY listened to HER (of course, she wasn't having her monthly visitor either, and he thinks I am prime for mating right now!) So we got them back in, and since we both needed feed, we decided to go together in my van.
Have you ever tried to take FIVE kids to the feedstore?
This is a typical scenario...remember, rural small town here, no big stores, and we park RIGHT by the door.....just tell the guy what I want, he loads it up and adds it to my tab...right? Wrong.
I told the kids wait right here (mistake number one!) we will be right back. Mom and I both place our order, walk back out with the guy loading our feed...first bag is carried out and DD comes flying out of the van screaming...five year old comes flying out behind her BLEEDING! Here, he had taken his seat belt off, turned around in his seat, and then my 7 year old DS (you can easily substitute DEMON for Dear in this instance) PUSHED his younger brother right off the seat...he landed somehow, I can't figure out HOW, on the metal framing of the seat infront of him.
Thankfully it is just a surface wound, and it was easy to stop the bleeding.........but I was mortified.
So mom helps him finish loading the six bags of feed, and off we go. Mom asks to stop at the local gas station, I grouched yea make it quick (I was pretty upset) mom runs in and comes back out bringing two hot coffees...or so I thought...she had got me my favorite french vanilla cappachino to try to cheer me up.
So we get back to the house, I take the boys in the house to discipline them and to clean up 5 year old to make sure it doesn't need a trip to the ER...thankfully, not that bad, just a surface wound WHEW!
Ok so mom was unloading feed, putting hers in her car, etc. She comes in and says, "Well, I know you said you were having a bad day, but he shorted us on a bag of feed." ARGH! Ok no big deal, owner knows me, so I call him and explain it and he says OK and I said my mom is going to pick it up on her way home. Ok, no problem.
Mom leaves. Mom comes back.
Mom had accidentally run over my new kitten. The one that had slept in the chicken coop.
At this point, the best highlight of my day was I got 3 eggs from my girls, giving me my first full dozen of eggs from my own hens. I took a picture. Will post it later.
DH had a great second day. Said he gets to work 8 hours on Saturday instead of 4, so that will give him 32 hours on his first pay. Woot...ok that was a half hearted woot.
We are selling the goats. Except Nugget. Her I am keeping. Raise her up and tame her from babyhood so I don't have wild adults running me over.
That's it. I don't think I have anything else.
Oh and I did somehow, during all this, get 3 listings done on eBay.
Didn't get any sewing done.........