There's something wrong with me. Yes, Berts, you've been saying it all along but now I'm agreeing with you.
I ran into TSC just to grab a bag of dried mealworms and stopped dead in my tracks half way to that aisle. They had birds...chicks and ducklings to be exact. Lots of them. Different large tubs full of bantams and Wyandottes, RIR, and red sex links and Pekin ducklings. While I'm standing their with visions of chicks & ducklings with crazy thoughts racing through my head (would DH notice? how many can I afford? do I have a red bulb for the brooder? etc.) I get a phone call from someone that wanted information on our house.
This was the 1st phone call from someone that was actually interested and wanted lots of detailed questions answered. And what am I doing? I'm drooling over those chicks and ducklings. I hope I answered her all questions because I only remember about half of what she asked.
We want to sell our house and I'm totally distracted by baby birds. Something is not right with this.
I ran into TSC just to grab a bag of dried mealworms and stopped dead in my tracks half way to that aisle. They had birds...chicks and ducklings to be exact. Lots of them. Different large tubs full of bantams and Wyandottes, RIR, and red sex links and Pekin ducklings. While I'm standing their with visions of chicks & ducklings with crazy thoughts racing through my head (would DH notice? how many can I afford? do I have a red bulb for the brooder? etc.) I get a phone call from someone that wanted information on our house.
This was the 1st phone call from someone that was actually interested and wanted lots of detailed questions answered. And what am I doing? I'm drooling over those chicks and ducklings. I hope I answered her all questions because I only remember about half of what she asked.
We want to sell our house and I'm totally distracted by baby birds. Something is not right with this.