Ever have one of those weeks when you know good things have happened, but they seem outweighed by the negatives? Last week was a classic example for me.
Sunday night: Did Trade Me listings for four of my young pullets (including the one above), plus Grape the green egg laying girl and Vin Diesel the hot young roo. I've never had so many hits and questions on any auctions run before.
Monday morning: Had job interview that went really well - they only interviewed four people for the position. Decision by end of week.
Monday afternoon: Sold all five girls to free ranging homes in Wanaka. No bids on Vin Diesel yet. Income $125.
Monday night: The Boss announces a friend of ours has been spotted in Gibbston Valley. First time he's been over from Oz in three years. We're both keen to catch up with him.
Tuesday: Purchase Maine Coon food. Expenditure $122.
Wednesday: Saffron my wee Silkie hatches a beautiful (and VERY noisy) Barred Rock chick. One chick from five eggs is a bit sad, but better than none I guess.
Thursday: No news on the job front. No sign of our Ozzie mate. Pullets picked up and their new owner wants another hen as well. Future income $25.
Friday afternoon: The Winemaker asks if I want to do some pruning again this year - I said definitely, unless I get the job I interviewed for on Monday. Check my emails an hour later, and there sits a three line "Thanks but no thanks" job rejection. Sell eggs - income $7.
Friday night: Sell my snowchains on Trade Me. Nice guy drops off cash. Income $125.
Saturday morning: Exchange eight eggs and a jar of home made jam in part trade for some wild pork. Good deal! Notice Mouse the Maine Coon is dribbling - a bit out of character.
Saturday afternoon: The Boss and I do a road trip to the big smoke of Alexandra for a change of scenery. Expenditure $28 for chook food, $9 for cat food, $3 for Noodle food, $4 for pheasant food. $4.50 for chocolate coated raisins (people food).
Saturday night: Mouse looking worse. Still no sign of our Ozzie friend.
Sunday morning: Phone the vet. Housecall. Despite vaccination, Mouse has contracted cat flu. Now worried about both him and his sister Dukkah. Vet bill expenditure $181.
Sunday night: Not long after putting the chooks to bed, I spot Juniper sitting on a nest outside the lounge window. Attempt to round her up and she is grabbed by Noodle. Lots of screaming from me and Juniper. Lots of swearing by the Boss. We manage to get her safely back in with the rest of the chooks, she seems okay. Vin Diesel's auction closes. No bids. No income. No Ozzie visitor.
Monday morning: Juniper is okay. The Barred Rock chick is doing fine. Noodle is very apologetic. Mouse looks much happier. Let's see how this week balances out.
What I've learnt recently:
1. Remember to remember the good stuff.
2. Nic T - if by some slim chance you read this - The Boss is disappointed (and a bit pissed), I am just bewildered.
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