Yeah - Poop Day

Not much in life makes sense to me of late but today I was having to put my mind and soul into something that is me.  Yep, that means mucking out the goat girls barn.  To most in this country that task would make them feel like they are being punished or not valued  but for me I love order and cleaning.  I have been struggling with many issues of late including a very messed up right shoulder but as I could not sleep again last night every inch of me was aching to get outside and do some WORK...  Most would rest their broken body, maybe even take some med's and pull the covers over their heads but for me the best way of healing I know is getting outside, connecting with the needs of my animals and moving shit... Tiny round pellets that my sweet animals leave every where - not those smelly, nasty "Road Apples" or the wet, round "Cow Patties" but what I call Larkspur Funny Farm Raisinetts,,

I got this sleep deprived body outside early and went to work with good tunes in my ears and a willingness to just be in the present moment.  To let go of all the things that are not going right, and just be with the task at hand.  I gathered all the tools required including the pick axe.  I know what your thinking great way to really make the shoulder worse but it is what it is and no one else does the work for me...

As I arrived at the barn the girls cleared a path because they understood MOM was in the cleaning mode so it is best to just move out of her way.  As my sons can testify to when I get going I don't stop until it is all done.  I found if I stop for any reason it is like letting the air out of a balloon.  So hour by hour the scrapping, shoveling and removing continued.  Then came the Pick Axe Work which requires all to move away and me to keep focused as to not put it into a foot or leg.  I have to admit I really can get out some great frustration and angry during this part of the cleaning and I tell you this was long overdue.

Eight hours have passed and the barn is done.  Gates rewired and water containers scrubbed and filled.  As I gathered my tools and checked over to make sure I had not left something Dot (the llama baby boy) came up and was ever so snugly.  As I looked closer at his face I noticed the silly boy had a rock stuck in one of his nostrils.  I gently removed it and had to giggle because he in turn gave me soft Llama kisses and wrapped his neck around my waist.  As I walked this tired, smelly and poop dust covered body back to the house I took a moment to reflect on the peace this day gave me. 

After cleaning myself up and finally eating something (I told you I don't stop for any reason) I could slowly feel my body starting to feel the aches of the work day.  However, this gal would rather have a day like today then just about anything else.  For those who say they had a "Shitty Day" I can truly say "I had a Shitty Day and LOVED every minute of it"