Living in an old farmhouse is very interesting. The floors are quiet creaky and there are numerous odd noises the house makes. Once, when home alone, I swear I heard knocking within a wall. I was freaked. Later, when J was home alone, he heard the noise too. He said it was the shutters hitting the house. Another fun thing about living in a very old house is how uneven the floors are. Most of our furniture wobbles or is set at an angle. We need to get lots of shims to level out dressers, bed, and the like. Our dining room is so slanted, you can roll from the kitchen to the living room.
Chicks are doing great. Still all accounted for. Even though they really don't like the sound my Kindle makes when I get a word on "Words with Friends."
Better go. Jay took the children to Menards to get a new rake. He's been busy working in the garden most of the day. He also decided to move part of the garden to allow for more hours of sun and keep our nice few of the barn/pasture un-obstructed. More work tomorrow... for J!
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