So there I was... soaked in sweat, breathing hard, in my-back-is-breaking agony and yet so proud, so proud that I had got the job done in one swoop. The winter's deep litter in the goat shed was now in several piles all lined up in a pretty darned straight row. That litter was extra deep this year thanks to an extra harsh season of cold and snow. But I had persevered and got the whole thing scooped out- eight overflowing wheelbarrows full of composting, wet, heavy straw and poop. And I did it without taking a break!
The first thing I did after the last load was dumped- before I put away the tools or got a drink of water or even washed my hands- was to grab my phone to take a picture of all that hard work. I wanted to send it to DH and brag about how well I had done. Know what happened right after I hit the send button? An alarm started ringing on my phone- it said, "cardio workout time."
I needed a new phone anyway.
(Just kidding!! I still have my phone)
