It seems that when it rains, it pours, and when it pours, it pours shit. Right into my lap. Repeatedly.
I suppose it's not nearly so bad as it seems, but it certainly feels that way. Classes combined with the newest responsibility. I have to learn how to manage the farm. Yeah, it what we wanted, but now is a bad time.
To add to that, I reinjured
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