At last...the weight is slowly beginning to come off.

Got a new splitting maul yesterday...think I sort of scared the salesmen, lol. split a few rounds today, but my body is still weak and wrung out, like a limp noodle. Sucks to be weak!

Idea: make wreaths to sell for holidays.

I want to farm. I don't feel like myself living in the nice house with a standard lawn. I need outside dogs that stay outside most of the time....to be able to grow and harvest and weed and collect eggs and milk and prune and split and plan for the next year....the interconnectedness of rural life....I need that.

I have to find a way to get to there.