PRACTICAL PARSIMONY: Watching Others Work Exhausts Me

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Watching Others Work Exhausts Me

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Today, two girls, nineteen and twenty came to help me clear out the kitchen. They could spend about 2.5 hours. However, I gave out after 1.75 hours of watching them. My back cannot take that much standing.

Actually, I had to stand in the kitchen and tell them where to put things, what to toss, and what was actually something I value. And there were things that I wanted to put in the same box, like my water bath canner and all the loose rings and boxes of lids/flats.

It's progress. It makes me happy. However, I slept only three hours last night.. I awoke very hot. Sooo, I had to use the ac for the first time. I stayed up long enough that I could not sleep. THEN, I tried to sleep around noon, and the girls called me to tell me they were leaving Huntsville and would be here in an hour. Then, I tried to sleep again, but could not.

I got lucky today. I forgot to lock up the hens. Actually, I "remembered" locking them up, so I did not go out to check last night. They were busy when I went out to feed them this morning.. Thelma was laying an egg while Maggie May was off pecking and scratching under the pine tree. Tonight, I fed them leftovers from the Wednesday night dinner, collected the two eggs, and left the door open. However, I did remember and went back to shut it.

TSC had chicks today when I went in to buy two egg cartons. I had better luck with farm chicks, and they are cheaper. Paying $2.99 for a chick and being forced to buy six does not sit well with me. So, I will go to the farm and get $1 mutts, taking my chances with the sex. I will not give away these cartons, just use them for transporting eggs safely to the person who is getting them.

Now, it is bedtime since I have been feeling like I am going to sleep in the car and in the store.

Your turn
Do you have better luck raising store chicks or farm chicks? Do you ever think you locked the chicks or any door to only discover you were wrong??? Do you have an inordinate exhaustion come over you for almost no reason?

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yellowdoggrannyApril 1, 2015 at 10:31 PM
haven't had chicks in over 30 years..glad someone is helping you clean..
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Okay, hoping the annoyances have gone away.

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Fancy is my favorite hen. She is one of the three youngest hens I adopted. Because she is so gentle and friendly, she may be the one I rescued when she was being pecked to death after she could no longer stand. She got to live in the house in a box. Sometimes, I let her sit in my lap while she was convalescing. Now, she comes to sit in the swing with me, cuddling up to my body like a cat or dog. She died in February 2012.

Fancy follows me begging, complaining, needing me to do for her. She talks to me in various voices. She allows me to pick her up and carry her. When she became an adult, her head was a darker red and her body was light brown. Around her neck were tips of black feathers. It appeared she had a necklace of jet around her neck. When I showed this characteristic to a friend, he said, "Oh, you have fancy chickens and plain chickens."

Chessie has a broken toe. I broke it! She had a habit of jumping really high and almost sticking. A raccoon ate her in October 2009.

Thelma is the blonde. She is also the largest hen and the alpha hen. I suspect the gigantic eggs are from her. She often squats and presents herself to me. She is top hen, but I suspect she knows she had better be deferent to top feeder of the flock--me.

Louise is the auburn-feathered hen. She looks like the true Rhode Island Reds in pictures. She is almost as large as Thelma. Some days I suspect she is trying to be top chicken. When I got Pepper, I found out Louise is the Alpha hen.

Pepper came here from the same home as the first four. We were discussing putting red pepper on their food, wondering if it really would increase egg production. Pepper is the only name we agreed on. She is terrorized each day by Louise. Even after the worst was over, she was and is still filled with terror and very wary.

Linda is owned by four hens. They allow her to fetch for them. She loves them dearly, so she allows them to boss her around. Linda comes out in the rain to perform chores for them and make sure they have food and water. She begs scraps from all sorts of places to make sure they have fresh fruits and vegetables.

Parsimony is not a vegetable

Parsimony is extreme care in spending money. Stick around and learn about my random thoughts on accomplishing goals economically--dumpster diving aka safari, gleaning, do-it-yourself, sewing tips, recipes, and whatever is happening in my life.

Okay so maybe "parsimony" is not your thing. How about thrift, frugality or just plain saving money? I try not to go the tightwad route as that seems to imply others will suffer from my habits.

Some of my not-spending habits have very much been a part of my lifelong habits. Other habits are newly acquired and are an extension of my lifelong not-spending habits.

I am very imaginative when it comes to substituting or making instead of buying. I will tell you about making a heater for the chickens' water. Not one dime was spent since I had everything I needed right in my basement.

Practicality must rear its head alongside parsimony. For example, I will use the dryer in bad weather or because of allergies in the spring. But, I will not wash clothes in a tub as long as I have a washing machine or can find one.

You may hear more about my four Rhode Island Red hens than you care to hear. They lay delicious brown eggs.

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Watching Others Work Exhausts Me

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