I got back from a weekend away--it was so much fun to get away. I wish I could have met everyone, because the ones I did meet were so nice. Sold less than I wanted to, bought more than I should've. I got some geese and turkeys which I planned on doing, but I didn't plan on getting chicks. Fortunately I have a builing set up for chick care and a coop and large run so that is ok. The problem is that I took our van and after the weekend it was naturally a very smelly van. I had tarps and cardboard lining most of it but some of the edges pulled away. Geese have long range pooping skills! About an hour after I got home I had pulled all the stuff out and vacuumed and was getting ready to run the steam cleaner when my husband got home. He needed the van to take my son to baseball practice. So he was growling about how it smelled. This morning he was still growling and tonight, same thing. I spent 3 hours steamcleaning it and washing it all out but my daughter had it and he couldn't see it. So, still growly. During that whole time , he never once asked me about my trip. When he got home from practice he made a few phone calls and went to bed. Tonight he tells me that he never wants to ever hear anything about chickens, rabbits ducks or any of those useless animals again. Then off he goes to a baseball game. He won't be home until 9 or so, and he will be tired then and go straight to bed. Normally, Tues. night is when I go play cards with my friends, but I cannot because both vans are in use. So I am sitting here feeling bad; I am alternately feeling sorry for myself because he hurt my little feelings, or stupid for liking messy old chickens or confused about the whole thing. Need feedback on whether or not I am too weird, but I suppose BYC is not the place I'm going to find objective viewpoints. No matter what hobby I get he hates it, so I am thinking about total body tattoos, chain-smoking and excessive alcohol/drug use as possible alternatives to chickens. Then he'd have a reason to holler, I guess.