I’m having one of those days where there are just a million shitty little things going wrong. I’m a natural crybaby, but I staved off the tears almost all day. Then I started bawling and now I can’t stop, so I’m trying to distract myself.
I think everyone who’s self-employed starts to feel this way near the holidays, anxious and overwhelmed a little frantic about money. You really want to enjoy the holiday and have a vacation, but you feel like if you pause at all, you’ll be screwed. I promised myself I was going to leave November & December completely open, but instead we started a new nonprofit, which is so much work, even before you really get started in earnest, just setting crap up and defining yourself and putting together informational materials and filing all the paperwork. So instead of getting caught up with everything, I’ve fallen farther behind. I’m a disgrace. I’m just a girl who can’t say no. That should be my freaking theme song. That is my theme song.
Anyway, the chickens must have heard I was having a shitty day, because after months of lackluster performance, today they gave me this:
That’s Bridgette, Inara, Faith, and Cathy, hard at work! Plus Buffy layed another one outside of the nest and it froze (we had single-digit temps this morning), so that means only Zoe and Kaylee are slacking off. Zoe’s never been much of a worker (unlike her namesake; she’s really nothing at all like her namesake), so that’s no surprise, but I do miss Kaylee’s pointy little eggs. Inara’s was a shocker, because just a few days ago, I noticed she was regrowing molted head feathers (which looked really weird, because they’re so short). Well, done, ladies! Thanks for the little pick-me-up!