I have been fighting a little something for the past couple days which is not going away as quickly as I would like it to. After morning chores, I spent most of yesterday in bed, sleeping much of the day. I slept on into the night and straight through until morning. Sean offered to milk the goats on his own this morning before heading out to work with a friend, but knowing how much longer it would take him, I dragged myself out of bed and into the barn. My head is pounding and all the early signs of an enormous migraine are making themselves known. This will not do.
The sun is out today and I have the van available to me (which is a nice change) and plans to venture out to get some of the supplies I need. That, folks, is *not* going to happen. In fact, not much is going to happen. No posts about the goat kids today, nor an update on the CSA Shares, nor even just images captured around the homestead. This girl is crawling back into bed with some of our Garden Lemonade Massage Melt rubbed into the palms of my hand and soles of my feet to wait for this to pass.
I HATE feeling sick. Sean says I treat it like a personal failure. And, perhaps he is not wrong. With so much to do around the homestead, laying low is not an option in my mind. With garden beds to finish building and filling, special orders to finish up and mail out, feta to brine, homeschooling to oversee, meals to prepare.... the list goes on and on... As Miss Sweet Brown put it, "Ain't nobody got time for that!"
And, yet... back to bed I go. At least for a bit. I am leaving you with a badly edited (complete with typos and grammatical errors) video I worked on yesterday morning. It is what it is.
Hope you all have a good day.