It's been hectic around here, as usual, and not as inspiring as it could be, and this blog has suffered because of it.
Today, it's raining. We were planning on working cattle today and then looked at the weather and decided to put it off until tomorrow, so I'm using the time to catch up on some housework. Dishes and laundry, yay!... or not.
Progress is being made on my house, and we're reaching the stage where it's going to be more visible all the time, which makes me feel a lot better. The whole fam will be working on different projects over the next little bit, me on the last room of demo (yay, destroying stuff!) Farmmom on the electric and Farmdad on re-framing the wall between the kitchen and bathroom. After that stuff gets done I have a sneaking suspicion I'll be crawling around underneath the house doing plumbing.
I don't believe I've mentioned it here before but a while back Farmmom tore up her knee, requiring surgery. She's doing much better now, but is alternately praising and cursing her physical therapist, which seems to be the way it should be, to me. She comes out of her sessions in a good mood, but he gives her enough of a workout to have her muscles feeling all weak and wobbly afterwords.
He says that Determination is definitely not her problem. I was kind of hurt when I heard that, whenever I act like that they call it "stubborn." Not quite fair, is it?