The chickens are out in their runs, the mossy logs are dragged to the fire pit and the laundry is washing. The garden has the covers removed and the leaves are waiting to be raked. Hubby is out there trying to shoot a chipmunk or something up in the eaves. I am so flipping mad these guys do not finish this work! They are not here yet and it is noon. I think hubby should get new guys. This stress is so not worth it!