Working Hard

I had a lot of tasks on my immediate to do list this weekend. I needed to buy a lawnmower and cut the very long grass in the front yard and build the coop for the chickens. We needed to go to Lowes Saturday morning for Bohdin's building clinic. He had a bit more trouble with it this week so I had to help. He walked away with a tabletop mini baseball game. I thought he wouldn't care much for it but both he and Nyla have been playing with it quite a bit. We did many many innings of it Saturday afternoon. We used our frogs on logs as scoring. They actually tied but Bohdin took an extra inning so he could score more. Nyla doesn't hit very hard so she had a lot of singles. She would need to hit it a bit harder to get an out.

An employee loaded the lawnmower in my trunk the best he could. He had to take it out of the box and then half put it in. I had to make the short drive home with the trunk open. I had a really frustrating time trying to get it together but after a phone call to Buddy who called somebody else the problem was resolved. I'm so glad the grass is cut. We're no longer the neighborhood eyesore. I don't really have any plans to cut the grass in the back. It's a lot weedier so it's actually not as long.




The chickens are tired of being inside and continually try to escape their wall of boxes. I had good ideas for a great looking a frame chicken coop but my dreams exceeded my ability by a long shot. I had to call Paul to tell me how to unlock the saw. I've never used one before and I have very very limited experience with a power screwdriver (is that what they're called?). I experienced a lot of frustration trying to figure out how all of these things worked. It's not a great story but the next day the chickens were ready to go outside at noon. I ran out of wire so we have a baby gate for a door. That probably worked out for the best anyway. When Buddy comes home he can make it look better. For now the chickens aren't complaining. Bohdin is though. He complains every morning and evening when he has to bring them in or out. They are getting harder to catch. Nyla is responsible for taking the food out and I do the water. Maybe I can rig up some sort of temporary outdoor sleeping solution. Something along the lines of a plastic box. Buddy is supposed to be back in less than two weeks now.