Well our season kicks off in about 10 days when we are due to start calving. I am so not looking forward to it. I get stressed out with worry so much, it's just stupid. TJL can't understand why I stress out about it, I have been on farm for 6 years now, this will by my 7th calving, but I really don't enjoy it. I don't like taking calves off of their dams. I don't like sending bobby calves on the trucks at 4 days old. And I don't like worrying that my calves might get sick.
My happiest day is when calving is finished. So that will be in about 10 or so weeks from now, all things going well.
Apparently I over think things. All. The. Time. It is rather tiring, and I end up sitting on my arse avoiding life rather than living it.
Avoiding life by watching Pride and Prejudice. Again. And again. I just love Mr Darcy. Poor TJL has me wanting him to dress in tails and lacy cuffs.
My current obsession with the past has me hand writing in cursive these days. And I've started looking for fountain pens.
I really think I a bit on the crackers side of crazy.