All my life, I’ve lived rural. The one thing about living rural, you have animals and chores to deal with every day. Those are never boring. This morning as I maneuvered the wheelbarrow into the corral with the calves hay, one tried to push it with his head, another was trying to eat the hay, one was licking my arm with his scratchy tongue and the fourth one ran circles around us, bucking and kicking.
Then the horses needed fed. That required two wheelbarrow loads of grass hay in the run where they stay during the day and a forkful for George in the corner so the horses didn’t bother him.
Water troughs were filled and I wandered to the shop to check to make sure the cats had water and food.
Once the animals were taken care of, there were flowers in pots to be watered and my raised vegetable beds to check.
We have started building a small pasture for the calves. Once it’s done, I’ll no longer have to take them hay but they will still get grain twice a day.
After the chores are finished, I come in the house, do household chores, and then sit down at my computer and write until noon.
I fix lunch for hubby, give myself a break until one, then get back on the computer unless hubby needs my help with something.
Then there is dinner and the evening chores. And in between I like to ride my horse, walk the hills and take pictures, and sew.
I don’t know how anyone can be bored, ever!