Little Errands.

 Seems as if something always needs to be done even when we spend quite a bit of time not really doing anything. This morning Connie sounded terrible and apparently did not feel great either. She needed to pay her rent but needed a check from the bank, and then the payment had to be made elsewhere. Eventually will tell her about how bills can be paid online through her bank if her account is like mine. It is so much easier than doing it in person. Anyway, stopped by her bank next to the post office, took the check to the office of the owner, and went about my own rat killing--well, back home and then to the pharmacy after it opened. The drug that Dr. Blackwell prescribed has been working well and has not caused any side effects that are obvious. And my ability to walk has improved considerably. That is definitely worth the few cents it costs per day.

The weather is just yucky today. It is not so cold, but the wind is about 15 mph here on the hill above the lake. No one can understand that everywhere else on the sides of the lake, the wind does not cause much of a problem. But it goes right across the lake and UP this hill like a jet engine taking off--blowing everything right in front of it. The hens could tell it is pretty rough since their feathers turn upside down out there in the yard. Poor critters.

The postman brought my Amazon box to me this morning. Yuban coffee and paper plates. It is not much, but it beats going to the store--especially since Yuban is not offered much locally. Maybe the stores have small cans of coffee, but definitely not the compostable paper plates. Really trying to be just a bit more conscious of what kind of paper products that go into the land fill. The Yuban coffee containers are plastic and reusable for other stuff. One of these days the number of plastic containers in the workshop will have to be combined or otherwise recycled. Some things just don't last over a couple of years before they fall apart.

We are supposed to get rain maybe tomorrow and the next day--and eventually some snow or ice--well, freezing rain by Thursday. Will have to be sure that the hens have clean water in the coops before that happens. Usually about every other day they get fresh water, but if it looks like it will be cold, the heated water bowl has to be cleaned good and fresh water put in it along with the larger water bottles. Never a dull moment.

Jerry has had a couple of guys over at his house off and on today. The dogs do not approve. Then he came over and wanted to use the battery charger to charge a couple of batteries. It seemed best to me to plug in the charger and slip it under the door to the workshop rather than leave the workshop unlocked. That way only a battery charger might leave home instead of other tools. Or not. We will see.

Glad to see Donny Anderson home from the deer hunt. Think he goes for the fun of it rather than the deer, but then, that is like most "hunters." It doesn't seem to bother Patty one way or the other. It does not change what she does in a day either way. It just makes me feel better to see him at home in case Patty needs him. God gave her a good guy. You got to figure, too, that being out in nature is good for what ails or keeps a man happy. God knew what he was doing when he made us love nature.

Have been trying to make some initials look good linked together. The ones in my name were always easy after my name became Dickerson. N and then the D circled back over the N is easy to keep together. We will see how it works out in embroidery thread with three initials. My stitches are still not neat enough, but with a bit more practice, they might pass as decent. Grandmother Pollard's work was always neat. Or it seems to me it was the same on the front as the backside. But then, that is my memory. Things always seem better in our memory.

Just filled up the two smaller bottles of water and re-nailed some tacks on the middle coop door. Those tacks come out too easily, but the one inch tacks are too long and go through the wood of the door. Argh. Eventually will have to make a better door for the middle coop. Hmm. Maybe a wooden door that is solid. Will have to mention it to Jerry as he is constantly coming up with junk and stuff that might work. Right now he has about ten different kinds of windows outside that he wants to apply to his little house. It would be a good thing if he actually got the windows installed as the window on the front of the east side has NO glass window in it at all. Gotta be a cold wind blowing in from that side. Oh well. He was the one who took it out in the first place.

Just measured the coop doorway--about 37 inches and just slightly taller than me. Hmm. They have a place somewhere in this town where they sell used doors and windows. Will have to think about this. 

Watching those two puppies carrying on through the fence at Thompson and Sylvia made me think of what Jennifer said about her dogs: They would go right through my fence--or under it. These two puppies might eventually, and you know danged well they would kill chickens! Will have to go walk the corners where they bark the most often and check to see if the fence is loose. Yep, always something.

Going out today meant using hand sanitizer, so now my fingers are sore around the fingernails where it gets so dry. You'd think the vitamins and stuff that we take would be enough to keep our skin fairly supple, but just like naturally curly hair loses its curl as you get grey, the skin loses its ability to bounce back from wear and tear. Such is life.

Don't know diddly squat today, so will just hope that the rest of you can find joy in whatever you do, and that you will all stay safe and well. You are loved.