The Farmhouse Diary

My sister thinks I write like an old woman pounding on a typewriter about the events that happen on my farm.

And she's kinda right. So....
Dear Farmhouse Diary,

Yesterday we spent our emergency fund repairing the well tank. I'm thankful for the emergency fund, but I sure hope nothing happens from now until we can get the ole emergency fund built up again.

I have washed clothes and run my dishwasher twice. I've mopped the floors and the best thing, I took a long hot shower. Running water, it's a wonderful thing.

Remember when I said I broke my vacuum? Yeah, I tried to fix it by taking out all the screws and then putting them back. You know what? My vacuum still doesn't work. Maybe if I bang it with a hammer.

But, the good thing is I have a central vacuum system in this house. I, uh, er, uh, forgot about it until I was talking to my friend and she was telling me about her central vac. Der. So, I was able to vacuum the house. Again, der.

I called to check on Virginia, my sweet-sweet-darling neighbor, this morning. She was crying because she was writing the thank-you notes to all the folks that had donated to the memorial fund for Ramone. She misses him so much, she told me how he made life so much fun, sitting at her table without him is hard. They were such a lovely pair, it doesn't seem right to have one without the other.

I'm so sad for her. I miss him too.

And, yet life keeps going.

We'll be getting new chicks this weekend and hopefully planting some seeds. I'm ready to work in the garden and feel the sun on my back.

That's it for now.

With love from Coal Creek Farm,

April~ the old lady pounding on her laptop