I am really tired. I think I had sufficient sleep. I just keep forgetting how old this body of mine is. I've worked her pretty darn hard for 3 days now.
I'm gonna have to back off the cooking and the canning for a while. The kitchen is a total wreck. There's not a clean place to set anything down anymore. The dishwasher needs to be unloaded and reloaded. Countertops need to be wiped down. Tools need to be cleaned so they can be reused.
I'm close to crying uncle. I want to get so much more done. Whatever additional gets done will only happen with the Lord's help, even more help than He's been giving me. I need to go through the fridge and see what can be sacrificed from in there, so I have a place to store the butter I want to save. It almost seems as though this never ends. I did have to throw away a pound of Italian sausage. It just didn't smell right when i started to cook it off. I'm guessing there'll be more of that kind of thing tonight and tomorrow.
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