I am tired. No fancy words for it, just plain tired. Yesterday was a very mundane day. And I was ever so thankful. I did dishes and laundry, sat down to watch the signing of the Spending Bill, wondering why all the fanfare about it, and promptly passed out on the chair. Costumer showed up scaring me out of my skin. I wasn't expecting anyone nor was I expecting to fall asleep like that.
Looks like Kansans will be getting their Income Tax returns after all. Good. The people have spoken and they said hand it over.
I have been having an issue with my right hand. Feels like I punched a brick wall. It has been hurting on and off like this for months making it difficult for me to milk. We are going to head up to Yoder (those that don't remember or are new, Yoder is a very large Amish community here in Central Kansas) and see if we can find a hand crank milker. My husband thinks he can make one, but I worry about damage to the udders. I can't find much info on them online. Just a page or two about how milkers use to be. I know my husband could figure it out, and it will be good, the boy's a freakin' genius. But with all the other things going on, I think I will check in Yoder first.