I didn't go out and clean the coop when the rain was pouring down, and I feel bad about that. It's messy in there, and I really need to get to it. BUT, last week, my DH fainted on Wednesday night (major health issues and he refuses to live the diet appropriate to them) and went into the ER on Thursday, and he's still in the hospital now. And I'm so, so, tired. I've taken days off work. I'm cleaning up the house, with help from 2 of my daughters (serious help, and I'm grateful) and I'm coming to realize the depth of DH's hoarding and other mental issues. I'll get it all cleaned up for Christmas, but as soon as he comes home, he'll start pigging it up again. Coming home from the hospital yesterday, I was so tired I was having trouble staying awake while driving our mountain roads. That was alarming, and I get to do it all again tomorrow. I have no energy to decorate for Christmas. I'll be lucky if I get the gifts wrapped. I'll keep cleaning until I'm 'happy' with the result, but it's a depressing thing to do, because it's endless. Which saddens me more. And my beautiful chickens come in last, and I feel guilty. That big rain storm sent a lot of rain in the 'dry' side of the coop, and I think my fastest way to deal with it is to dump a LOT of shavings in there... I need to extend their roof out a lot further on both sides, and that's going to have to wait until next month. Sigh.