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It’s back to cold again today and I’m keeping the fire going. That means carrying wood in from the wood pile. It’s the middle of March. I’m tired of wood and tired of the wood stove. I’m ready for flowers and sunshine. The wood stove is always exciting in the fall. Oh, wood stove, how I have missed you. It’s pretty old right now and it just feels like drudgery. But as I was in the middle of transferring the pile of wood to the wood box inside, I reminded myself that it was good exercise, just like walking around outside to tend the animals, tossing hay, and everything else. It’s a farmy workout program. The last time I was at the doctor, she said, “You’re very well toned.” I said, “I’m a farmer!”
How do your chores feel today? Drudgery or exercise? It will be spring soon…..
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As far as chores go, I don’t see them as jobs I have to do. The routine of chores is part of the pattern of the life we live. There is something comforting in the regularity of farm work.
I get great satisfaction out of tending my chickens and milking. Talk about instant gratification…I am endlessly amazed that I put out grain, hay, water, or turn our charges out to pasture, and we get back eggs, milk, poultry, pork, beef and lamb for our table and to sell.
Are there days when things go wrong and I want to pack it all in and sell out everything for a dollar? You betcha! Fortunately, those days are few and far between.Mostly, I am grateful “to be in the zone”, in rhythm with Nature, and not thinking of choring to be a chore, but rather a joy.
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Chores are great exercise–I actually fight my better half for the opportunity to clean the horse shed and the chicken coop because I get a good workout!
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My doctors hasn’t said anything complimentary since I started farming. Maybe my sleek, toned core has yet to surface from beneath its doughy enclosure?
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I’m all the way with Jersey Lady! I love the rhythm of nature and my being in tune with it.
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….I am tired of gathering wood, cutting wood, splitting wood, hauling wood….I love love love a fire but…enuff now. Plus keeping the chick’s warm. We are in Florida and we use the FP for our heat. I had it all put back in the woodshed (Spring ya know
) and then for the last 3 morns we have had frost-frost in Florida in March…today frost this morning and we hit 78 this afternoon.
Come August I’ll be beggin’ for mercy.
It’s all exercise if your butts in motion they way I see it!!!
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I can start out feeling draggy but once outside and working it seems to invigorate me and I love that.
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And now you say “At least you don’t have to shovel poop.” HA! say I. We have five, count them, FIVE cats. I begged my husband to stop after two, he didn’t. My poop shoveling takes place in the basement. I’d rather be out in the barn with the healthy poop. That reminds me, I want to shovel the outside dog yard before the frost is gone this morning. It makes the job easier.
Oh and speaking of healthy poop, one of my jobs at work is to clean the bathrooms. I can’t compost that.
On the other hand, I have a huge fear of chopping off a leg while I’m splitting wood. Can some one explain to me how that works? The worst that can happen to me at work is my hand gets burnt while I pour coffee over it. I’ve done that so many times, I don’t even feel it anymore…
Sorry for the rant but I get itchy this time of the year. I told my family the other day “The way I want to die is face down in the middle of my potato patch.” I should have specified that I want to be a hundred years old or so when I do.
And actually I haven’t heard any of you farmers really complain about your chores, just maybe the weather.
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Boy, this is NO FUN! Believe me I’d love to know I could do any of my chores, much less bringing in wood. I want my active, too-full life back again! So, guys, when you moan about your chores, remember those of us who CAN’T do ordinary things, much less chores. Sigh! I’ll live through your stories and dream of spring and better health. Wish me luck with one more procedure at the end of the month. I’ll need it and your prayers.
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