I had the craziest dream last night. It went something like this.. I collected eggs from my hens, maybe four or five, and put them in my underwear drawer. Don't ask why. I have no clue. Well, the next morning I went to to take a shower, opened the drawer and there were baby chicks falling out of my drawer left and right. I was screaming at Michael, "Oh.my.god! What am I going to do with all these chicks?" I was trying to catch them all, but couldn't. They were running everywhere. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't catch them all. It was totally nuts! Kind of like the dream where you are trying to run or scream and can't. It was so frustrating. But now, every time I think of it, I can't help but laugh. You should of seen it. Who puts eggs in their underwear drawer?
Today started off great... well after the dream, lol. I hopped on the scales and was down to the exact amount I weighed at Mom's last week. I'm hoping it it sticks this time. Cross your fingers for me.
I got up, got Dalton ready for school, but as soon as he and Michael were out the door this ol' gal went right back to bed. Bailey and I slept til a little after 10 am. I knew we would have to work hard and not lallygag around to finish his work, but it was so worth it. Thankfully, we got everything finished up before we had to pick Dalton up from school. Well, except his free-reading time and he usually does that in the car on the drive to and from school and while we are waiting on the bell to ring anyway. He must take that ability after me. Michael would puke.
I think we both were day dreaming when I pulled out of our intersection because I needed to fill up on gas, and had told Bai to remind me to get it, yet I started driving toward the school. Not good. The gas station is in the opposite direction. I guess I drove 5-6 minutes before I realized what I had done. Thankfully we had enough time to turn around, get gas, and make it back to school before the bell.
I had planned to visit a library across town this afternoon, which is in the sticks, more so than where we live. It's a good 20-25 minute drive from our house and not a single gas station on the way. So, if I wanted my book, which I did, I had to go back for the gas. The library we normally go to had the first book in a series that I am reading, and the third book, but someone hadn't returned the second book. There was no choice in the matter, I had to get the book from across town.
The library ended up being small and deserted, but they had a great selection and it was totally worth the drive. I may start checking books out there more often. I left with a bag full of books for myself, the boys, and my Mom.
By the time we took Mom her books and made it back to the house, Michael was home. I cooked, done dishes and some laundry before he and I went outside to fix a run for one of labs. Peaches normally just runs all over the place. We live in the boonies, so she is free to roam as far as she wants during the day, but she usually sleeps in my kitchen floor in front of the fridge. I noticed this morning that she was going into heat and I don't want to deal with that sort of stuff inside my house. She had to go out. Thankfully we don't have other dogs around or she would have had to be put in a pen. She hates being in a pen. Freedom is where it is at. That meant Michael and I had to rig her put a run. The only place we could put her was under the hill below our house. We have acres of land that is fenced off but she and the goats don't get along. We needed to find a place where they could avoid her. We ended up having to reroute part of the electric fence. It turned out to be a bigger job than we would have liked. We got it finished though, thank goodness. She now has about a 100 ft run. We had to level a place for the dog house, get chips in it, dig a hole to sink her water bucket, etc. Then I about cried because we had to leave her out. Michael just rolled his eyes at me.
It had started to rain, but we still had to feed the other dogs, cats, goats, chickens and rabbits. As well as put up the boys motorcycles. They ditched them as soon as it started raining and headed straight for the house. We were soaked by the time we got in, but we had a good time. I did notice a few things about myself today. I had no issues at all climbing up and down the mountain to take Michael fence posts, hammer, shovel, etc. Before, I wouldn't even go under the hill to feed the dogs because I absolutely hated trying to climb back up it. The make-shift steps didn't even help. I was just too fat. Today, I was up and down that hill numerous times without even getting winded. That made me feel great.
After a quick change of clothes, I got Dalton showered and hit the treadmill. Seeing how far I've come as far as going up and down the hill, I decided to push myself a little. I upped the incline of the treadmill to 1.5% and the speed to 3.5 mph. That is faster than I've attempted in years. I made it a quarter mile at that speed before I had to drop it back down to 3 mph. I made it two miles tonight. I didn't get in any strength training, but I think I probably built a few muscles packing that hammer up and down the hill. It felt like that sucker weighed 10 lbs. Good thing I wasn't the one swinging it.
That about sums up my day. I hope you all had a great one!