I've clicked over to blogger several times over the last days, but realized I have NOTHING to say, click away after staring at the blank page for a while.
It's snowing. It's always snowing.
We have no running water, our well is broken apparently?
The kids are a bit stir-crazy. We are all a bit stir-crazy.
So much of the time, I have to fight the urge to run away. But then again, it's snowing, and I can't get out of my driveway even if I wanted to.
Warm, sunshine, green grass... would that be too much to ask?
We rehomed the goats last week. I couldn't take the stress of their constant escape attempts. They destroyed the chicken run, and as a result left many sharp loose wires sticking everywhere. This did not stop them climbing on it, and were going to hurt themselves. Additionally, with no forage available, they would escape and then CHEW ON MY HOUSE. Add to that my serious physical limitations right now, as in, I can barely lift Ezra, 50 bs of food was just NOT possible. Derek isn't home enough to care for them, and it's not fair to ask my kids to do it all.
So, the goats got a new home. I LOVED my goats, but honestly, I am relieved. They went to a lovely little farm, and I know they'll be safe and happy. Maybe in a few years when we're more able to build a safe, electrocuted (seriously) goat run, we'll try again. The benefits were wonderful, but not outweighing the cost at this point.
We learn everyday I suppose.
I'm trying to be positive, to look to my blessings, to be thankful, to more fully rely on God. Some moments are easier than others. I'm in a holding pattern most days. I just try to survive.