My world at the moment can only be described as chaotic. My daughter’s wedding was this past weekend. The event was lovely and a good time was had by all.
However, the person in charge of my life, who I realize is SO not me, decided a wedding wasn’t enough stress. So behind the scenes, while the wedding bells were ringing, we also held four or five showings on the house, negotiated multiple offers and I have been scouring the countryside for a place to live ever since.
I think my blood pressure is a little elevated this week.
Oh, and let’s not forget that I’m working.
In the early morning, as I walk from the welcome center to the barn, I hear the birds chirping and the bottle babies asking each other if it is time to eat. The smell of alfalfa hay and manure greets me at the 150 year-old barn doors. I put Miss V. on the milking stand and the orphan boar goats under her. While they nurse, I open the gates to let everyone else out into the pasture. Then I sit beside Miss V. and lean my head on her side while I finish milking her. She’s warm and her breathing rhythmic. From here I see the sun glistening on the grass while I watch the lambs race and the goat kids climb. I can actually feel my blood pressure return to normal.
Thank God I’m working.