I've Acquired a Duck

A friend of mine, who lives in town, asked me if I wanted a duck. I was not in the market for the duck, or any animal at all. I seemed her only real option, though. I think someone got it for her kids, but she didn't have room for it. The thing was getting bigger. I got an e-mail that began "hey, you like animals?". I had a hard time saying no.

The duck is in my chicken house, which is currently void of chickens. I feel bad because A.) He/she is alone, and B.) I don't have a pond or any body of water on my property. I have given him (I have no idea if it's really a him) a large plastic tub that was once a goat waterer for now. He seems happy to piddle around in that. I wonder what the odds are of my husband digging me a pond?

My four year old has claimed him as "his duck". We're calling him Harold for now. My five year old now wants me to get him a turkey, or a rooster, or a duck, or a goose, or maybe a rooster. No, wait, a turkey...a baby turkey who likes ducks. The five year old has changed his mind about what kind of bird he needs 600 times. It's funny, because we have not once conceded to obtaining any poultry. I have no idea where the Baby Turkeys Who are Fond Of Ducks-r- US is located. Google maps needs to get on that shit.

Back to Normal?

I dumped my store gig a month ago. It was just too much work for not enough money, so we got out. I knew a couple months into it that we should NOT buy the store, and I'm so glad that we didn't. I enjoyed my time there, but a loooong commitment seemed not a good plan. So, I basically got a crash course in business management, and made some friends along they way. My appreciation for stay at home momhood is at it's zenith. Playing hide and go seek with my four year old, and nursing my baby are the most important things that I have to do all day. I'm quite fine with that.

Our family has spent the last month readjusting to home life. I've been trying to catch up on eight months worth of cleaning and laundry, and figuring out what to do with an overstock of "5 hour energy" and ME pills. I know it sounds like a good time....er not. Anyway, we've had some recuperating to do, and we've done it. My plan is to pick this blog back up, along with my old life.

In related news: Gunther turned four recently, and we went on a mini vacation to celebrate his birthday and our family's emancipation from living in a convenience store. Four days in a one bedroom cabin with three kids and three dogs brought us all to the brink of insanity. We also had fun, though...I swear. I'll bore everyone with pictures now.

 

Oh, and I'll mention that I got Hughes Net installed at the house upon leaving the store. There aren't many choices here in ruralia. The choices we have are sub-par... to put it nicely. Anyway, it took me forty five minutes to upload those three pictures, so I'm stopping there. Don't cry.