So, the plan we (all except The Farmer, for whom Saturday is an off-Homestead work day) brokered for today was a bit of a sleep in (once upon a time that meant midday, at the earliest but nowadays we’re taking 8am), animal tending, coffee, a variety of tasks, lunch, and lax out.
Some had books with their library due date rapidly approaching, others wanted to catch up with correspondence and one was planning total decadence: an afternoon snooze. Perhaps we dallied too long over coffee, maybe we underestimated the size of the specialised jobs we set out to conquer, but somehow we never did get to put our feet up.
The Goat Herd and Milk Maid spent the day planting out the seedlings that have been slowly climbing out of their trays in the glasshouse. Heard of square inch gardening? Our habit of sowing way too many seeds and being totally in capable of discarding anything that pops up means we practice the more metric equivalent. Sometimes it works, sometimes the goats, chickens and/or ducks get some dietary diversity. One day, we intend to plan the garden like proper gardeners. One day…
The Renovator had been set a few tasks to tackle by the Dynamic Duo, so he spent the day tacking up battens, removing the window surround, and generally getting The Farmer’s room ready for the next big step: gibbing. While he was doing that, The Bean Counter and Farm Girl, who are always up for the muckiest jobs, chose to crawl under the house to reposition the phone/internet cable. Our plan is to run our Internet modem from the store cupboard, a more central position on the Homestead. It may be the devilishly clever answer to our sometimes fluky signal …or not. Time will tell.
So, we didn’t get to have our lazy day today. Instead we spent the day doing things that may not even work in the long run.
But then again…nothing ventured, nothing gained.