Wat_Tyler
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When we commune, we will require pigs.
Just sayin' . . . .
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I see pork chops bacon and sausage
Garbage recycling.I see pork chops bacon and sausage
I like pigs... but need to be upwind of themWhen we commune, we will require pigs.
Just sayin' . . . .
YepGarbage recycling.
They will literally eat anythingGarbage recycling.
You meanI like pigs... but need to be upwind of them
You mean you don’t like the smell of hogI like pigs... but need to be upwind of them
I like pigs... but need to be upwind of them
Trade you... sunny and clear -1F and wind chill -3Fhttps://forum.literotica.com/threads/my-view-right-now-.1612771/post-100280849
If anyone wants to know what our weather is like right now... LOL!
You don't have to shovel sun! The forecast is snow for the next week.Trade you... sunny and clear -1F and wind chill -3F
You are not the first woman to say this but you're in the top 3.You r magic
True - or drive in it (or try to drive in it - looks like a white-out)... but I'm thinking ahead to my local wildfire season.You don't have to shovel sun! The forecast is snow for the next week.
Well I know what they smell like on the farm...it permeates...I live them qnd I get the reason for the mud etc.... but their poop stinksYou mean
You mean you don’t like the smell of hogin the morning you must be a city girl lol
Yeah, I guess I had one of those days. A 30 minute meeting turned into 60 minutes.
Sounds like you’re doing a great job of rolling with the punches, brother.Yesterday marked 44 years that my grandfather died. All but dropped dead of a massive heart attack. He wanted to die in bed but agreed that getting hit by a truck would be okay, as in over quickly. I guess he almost got his wish. He was my Man Mentor more than Dad was. I liked spending time with him and liked avoiding Dad. We go down the road this week to bury his (GF's) baby boy.
Nine months ago, I lost a good paying job. Other than the money, losing it was good riddance. Three weeks later, I got hired onto a clusterfuck job and got job-costed out in 4 weeks. Again, other than money, no loss at all. Two and a half months of no work and then 2 months of shit work. Two more months off and then 4 weeks of really shit work. I compromised a lot for money and regretted it, yet I don't really regret it.
Finally talked to a Real Company last week about a Real Position doing what I had been doing, almost exactly. For Real Money, with Real Perks. Face-to-face and telephone interviews facilitated by a hard-working (not a spaghetti tossing) headhunter. Kinda the old-fashioned way. Talked on Wednesday, met on Friday, got the verbal intent-to-hire Friday afternoon. I'm waiting for the paper/digital offer so we can all agree and plan to move forward.
It takes awhile for anything worth having. I've kept it all glued together, somehow. But there have been a great deal of changes in the last several months. I'm obviously not in charge, and sine Change is the only real constant we have in Life, I do my best to surrender to it and embrace it. I also try to help others along the way.
“Garbage” and “recycling”Garbage recycling.
The chicken coop might also want to be down wind.My proposed location is in the downstream portion of our creek which is at the bottom of a steepish hill on the downwind side of Teh farm. Wat has think about it.
Damn, that sounds really intense. I saw that picture as well.You don't have to shovel sun! The forecast is snow for the next week.