It has become totally clear that I can't hatch chicks when I am working all the freaking time. I put 4 Isbar eggs into lockdown a couple of days ago then, yesterday, when I was checking them, I started thinking there were an awful lot of eggs in there and when the heck were they all going into lockdown? Checked my handy-dandy Google calendar which, of course, failed to tell me when I put some of these eggs in because I was too stinkin' busy to do more than think, "I'll have to enter those in the calendar." Evidently, Google calendar can't read minds. Who knew?
So I looked at the dates for all the ones I HAD written in there, extrapolated as best I could, and came up with the idea that most of those eggs would hatch somewhere around Friday. Knowing I am working pretty much every night this week and have multiple meetings going on, I thought I would be clever and just stick them all into lockdown now and be done with the matter. We're talking about something like 60 eggs of various flavors.
They are hatching. Yes, today. Five out and another 3 pipped when I left for work. I am a failure as a hatching Mommy. Talk about poor prior planning. I now have absolutely no idea how many of them are actually due to hatch today, tomorrow, the next day, the next century, whatever. I have brain damage from working so much. Or possibly for caring for so many chicks. Not sure which.
Pip, pip, pip, cheep, cheep, cheep. Ack, ack, ack.
So I looked at the dates for all the ones I HAD written in there, extrapolated as best I could, and came up with the idea that most of those eggs would hatch somewhere around Friday. Knowing I am working pretty much every night this week and have multiple meetings going on, I thought I would be clever and just stick them all into lockdown now and be done with the matter. We're talking about something like 60 eggs of various flavors.
They are hatching. Yes, today. Five out and another 3 pipped when I left for work. I am a failure as a hatching Mommy. Talk about poor prior planning. I now have absolutely no idea how many of them are actually due to hatch today, tomorrow, the next day, the next century, whatever. I have brain damage from working so much. Or possibly for caring for so many chicks. Not sure which.
Pip, pip, pip, cheep, cheep, cheep. Ack, ack, ack.