Day 10

I had an awesome sleep last night.  I woke up at 7 and then fell back asleep until my alarm went off.  I went down for breakfast, and just as I was about to put jelly on my toast, I reached for an egg.  Threw her on the stove, and had an amazing breakfast.  #youhavetoriskittogetthebiscuit.  I took my time eating breakfast, and as I was leaving he mentioned something about cutting wood, and then looked to Zoelli and told her, her duties today.  Well, I wasn't all that thrilled about cutting wood because I had done it all yesterday, but whatever.  Then just as I was about to go outside to do chicken chores he told me I could do it after lunch.  So Zoelli and I did the chicken chores, filled the water containers, and I came inside to wash all of the eggs.  I went back out and helped Zoelli, picking some tomatoes in the greenhouse, while Harold also helped us.  It was strange that he was helping us because it was mainly a two person job.  It was almost like he was just making sure we were doing our work.  He left soon after, and her and I had a conversation in spanish.  Sometimes when we think that someone is near, or listening she will talk in spanish and sometimes I respond.  So we were about halfway done with our job, when Harold came in, and told me that the weather forecast for the next two days were strictly rain, so point being that I should go cut some wood.  So i got all my gear, and took some time analyzing the enormous mountain of wood.  You have to do this almost, just to know what wood will fall, and which will stay put.  So I marked a bunch of logs, and went to town.  I cut a handful, but thats the easy part.  The hard part is moving them all.  I have a hard time lifting one side the oversize logs...classic.  It also stinks because you get so hot lifting al the wood, that you have to wear a t-shirt but, when you don't have anything to cover your forearms, they get all cut up by the wood.  I have scratches down to my elbow.  I take frequent breaks when I cut wood, because it is so exhausting.  But i like it, because I am knocking two birds with one stone.  I am helping out the fam, and I am getting a solid workout.  I came in at about 12, and sorted the washed eggs.  For lunch we had a little beef stew, and some cheese bread that Laura made.  It wasn't much of cheese bread, take it I am the biggest fan of cheese, so when I like cheese bread its mainly cheese with a side of bread.  I have noticed many a time now, that as we are saying grace, just as we say amen, Laura squeezes my hand just a little bit.  It is kind of strange, but she does it every time.  Classic Laura.  After the meal, I went back out to cut some more wood...yay.  So i took my time again, and wanted to roll the top trees to the ground.  I decided to just cut the woo don the ground first.  After I moved all of that wood I tried to move the top logs, but they weren't budging.  After 20 minutes of failing, I gave up.  I went and put away all the told, and I was glad to be done.  All in all I probably was cutting wood for 4 hours today.  I went and helped Zoelli pick up some hoed plants, when Harold summoned me to help him move the chicken coops.  I was excited that they were finally moving the bird's coops because they had been there for about a week and a half now, and when all the grass has been eaten, and they are all chillin' in their own poo its not healthy; but, I was not stoked to move all of the fencing.  There are four lengths of fencing with 26 stakes on the bottom, and each stake is about 4ft away from each other.  It took much too long to move all of this fencing.  The only fun part was rounding up all the chickens in their coop's before we moved the entire thing.  I had done a lot of herding at Whitmore, so I was a trained professional.  Its kind of fun too, its like a  game.  A harmless one.  We rounded them all up pretty easily.  I had some trouble with one or two but after cornering them they would sometimes just run into the fence and get caught, and then I could take them out and put them in the cage.  Then I waited for Harold to get the tractor and pull the coops.  While he pull the coops I had to go inside and bang a plate, so that the chickens would stay towards the front of the coop, because sometimes the coop runs them over.  After we moved them we put all the fencing back up ( which took me about 3 seconds to write, but an hour to actually do ).  Then I had to move the trashcans full of chicken feed into each of the coops.  Zoeli and I had filled these trashcans to the brim a couple days before, as means to not have to fill them again.  But oblivious to the fact that we would have to move them.  I had to shimmy these immensely heavy trashcans into each coop, and with the wood workout this was not a cool down exercise.  After all of this, I thought I was finally done, but Harold called and thought we should cover the wood with tarp, from the rain.  So we manage to cover about 3/4 of the wood with tarp, so that the wood won't get messed up by the water.  By then it was so late that Laura came out and called us in for dinner.  That was a first.  We had hamburgers from the cow that was bought back yesterday, and I have to say they were good, but in a guilty sort of way.  After dinner, I didn't do much, just came up to my room, waited for Zoelli to finnish her 30 minute shower, and then went downstairs, past Troy and Ross playing video games on the computer, eyes glued to the screen, like a middle schooler would, and then went to call maj.  So now I'm tired as balls.  Nighty.