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A Cow, A Goat, 4 Chickens and Chest Pains

I have been cleaning, decluttering, painting and all around beautifying.

And then…IT happened.


First came the news that our Annabelle (bovine) is pregnant. One of the bull calves we put on her to nurse, grew up and took over the role of paramour. She is almost 7 months along which means we will need to stop milking her soon. Only those who live with fresh milk from their backyard will understand the worry that came over me knowing  we would no longer have fresh milk available. So in true form we delved head strong into getting a goat. Aldonza, a sweet gentle LaMancha is now in our pasture. Fences must be replaced, gardens must be protected and the existing animals must be gently introduced to the newest family member.

Definitely looking forward to the cheese.


Next came the matter of our egg layers, who are now basically pets, they are either laying in some obscure location or have decided to retire. I would gladly stew the Rhode Island Reds, Henny and Penny, as they are not the friendliest, but Mrs. Orpington is the girl who loves too tight hugs from my 2 year old and will then follow her around for more. How do you make soup out of an animal that loves hugs?!

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So next we found ourselves in a stranger’s backyard, large fishing net in hand terrorizing 4 laying hens to relocate to our little farm, names to be determined at a later date.


Once all things on the milk and egg front calmed down, I found myself sitting in the ER with chest pains. If I had just waited 6 hours I would have discovered a virus that would make it’s way through each member of my family, morphing into a different symptom with each incubation. My body weakness is muscle tension so it was no surprise Doc thought it was muscular. I am pleased to report that despite a hereditary heart problem my ticker is in perfect shape.

As we began to make progress in health it was time to take a look at the state of my much too ignored home, only to discover, the washing machine decided it was time to say adieu and the small drip from the garbage disposal I was managing with a tupperware container was now gushing.

As  a final “how do you do” we received the sad news that my husbands best job prospect demanded he work in Baltimore, Maryland where homeschool laws are absurd and the next best prospect would not be needing him to relocate until next spring. Hope is still alive, but the urgency for a ready to sale home is not.

Life, IT happens.

The purpose of this post is to get my patooty back in gear. Our home deserves to be beautiful and stress free whether we sell it to someone else or spend yet another winter here in Utah.

After finishing the room downstairs, my youngest started asking  to sleep in the “pretty bed downstairs”. I had spent so much energy on “getting the basement finished”, I didn’t realize my children would feel left out.

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When my first was born we bought a beautiful convertible crib (crib, toddler bed, daybed, full bed).  When my second was old enough I purchased a second toddler mattress and slipped it under the daybed as a trundle and this has been their bedroom for some time.  I expected at some point they would share the full size bed, but their personalities are not shaping up in a way that makes that expectation seem plausible. So I think it’s time to define their spaces.

Here’s the plan:

I’m going to make 2 toddler beds. That’s right I’m going to make them. I just can’t see spending money on furniture that will last only a few years.

Paint the walls. Keep me in your thoughts, I’m having a hard time with neutral. I want pink walls and so do the girls.

Toys will be limited to a few.

Create 2 full bed sets. Pillow cases, throw pillows and comforter. I’ll probably buy the bed skirt, that actually seems too difficult to sew.

Art for the walls.

New curtains

New furniture, well new to us. I will be scouring the classifieds and thrift stores.


4 thoughts on “A Cow, A Goat, 4 Chickens and Chest Pains”

  1. When it rains it pours. I like your plans for the girls’ areas. They will have fun helping you to pick things that belong to them. You might look at the beiges – there are some that read pink when on the walls and with pink things hung on them. I had a beige in our first home that looked brown beige with wood frames and black frames, but in the bedroom where most of the furniture was white – it looked pink. If I added pink to the walls it highlighted it. That was 16 years ago, so I have no idea what shade it would be now on a Sherwin WIlliams color pad – but see what you can find. I on the other hand will be painting the room our three youngest shares an vibrant pink that falls between hubba bubba bubble gum and pepto bismol. I’m not a fan -but they love it. At least I don’t have to sleep in it! As to all your goings on – take some of the forced slow down as a blessing, a time to breathe and to remember to be content wherever you may be. I sometimes get so wrapped up in my project that I neglect the life that is revolving around that project. I need forced reminders to stop and take the kids to the park, let them make a mess in the kitchen helping to cook, and sitting still long enough to let them read to me (because it takes longer if they do it 🙂 ) Keep up your good work. You’re keeping the ship afloat – that’s the all that matters. Enjoy!

    1. We have that color in our living room. It looks beige in the morning light and salmon in the evening. I hadn’t thought of looking at the “pink” beiges. Good idea.

      As a kid I remember choosing this dark hot pink color for my walls. My mom said she actually felt hot just walking in the room. I can’t imagine bubble gum pink. Kind of you to let them take control on that one. I was actually thinking more buff pink, but alas I will choose a neutral so as to not throw off a prospective buyer, since painting a 10×11 room is just too much work. I seriously don’t understand this staging stuff. I have never once looked at the color of walls when I walk through a house. I look at layout, architecture, condition, but paint? But, it would seem, that is not the norm. So blahge it is.

      I totally get you with the neglecting the life around me, you should see the state of my kitchen during this whole project. A kitchen is something that can not be neglected or it will turn on you.

      Thanks for the encouragement. After all this, our internet went out. But I think I might just have fixed it with a little reset button. Crossing my fingers!

    1. Lol…this all happened over a couple of weeks. I can’t imagine having to contend with all this in one day. I would have needed sedating I think. At the very least a massage.

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