So, of course it's raining, the hired hand is coming today.
I need to move, clean, and fix an old rusty 6 foot diameter watering trough for the stage two (aka "my word, chicks grow fast!") brooder, and I'm unthrilled with the idea of doing it in the rain, when my joints were just nicely loosened up in the heat.
On the other hand, the part of me that lives on a cattle farm and was freaking out about the pasture being chewed down already is fine with it.
I'm still minus my own computer, trying to figure out how the heck I can possibly afford even the least expensive possible Mac- after twenty-odd years I'm not going to try to use a new platform, not to mention all my photo files in iPhoto and other material on the back-up drive, where I can migrate it instantaneously to a compatible system (Macs will take Windows files given the right software; it doesn't work t'other way round).
Long, long week just passed, too much time in the car, this would have been a GRAND day to shut down and do the least possible anything, but the hired hand has quit her day job and is of to make her fortune as a house cleaning chore doing miracle worker and today's the day she's available.