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Why on earth do I spend so much time inside when I love being outside and doing stuff outside?
Hiked Monday with Jere.
Drove to E&H Tues for some recruitment. Made a stop in Boone NC, to investigate some boots.
Didn't work much Wednesday, but got to have a "slumber party" and feed week old kittens from a bottle.
Worked even less today, and fed the kittens some more, and helped put part of a fence up for Lynda and Bill's goat pen. Think I'm gonna go back and help with the rest if we get a chance.
I need serious help, it feels like my brain is going to implode, yet at the same time the cause of implodation (it's a word now.) never feels like its that much of an issue when I would have a chance to do something about it, or vent, or just annoy the heck out of someone by whining.
Hiked Monday with Jere.
Drove to E&H Tues for some recruitment. Made a stop in Boone NC, to investigate some boots.
Didn't work much Wednesday, but got to have a "slumber party" and feed week old kittens from a bottle.
Worked even less today, and fed the kittens some more, and helped put part of a fence up for Lynda and Bill's goat pen. Think I'm gonna go back and help with the rest if we get a chance.
I need serious help, it feels like my brain is going to implode, yet at the same time the cause of implodation (it's a word now.) never feels like its that much of an issue when I would have a chance to do something about it, or vent, or just annoy the heck out of someone by whining.