I spent the morning pounding steel fence posts, wiring up fence, shoveling grain and mouse droppings, and doing other assorted unpleasant tasks.
We are preparing for new arrivals. The idea sounded okay a month ago when the order was placed, but in the middle of coughing and hacking up dust while shoveling this morning, I remembered.
So why am I going through all this again?
I guess this is why.