Monday, February 27, 2012

Disturbance in the Force

   This morning I was minding my own business, pacing energetically through the normal list of Monday morning jobs, staying effortlessly positive and upbeat about stuff in general, and even whistling. Well, sort of whistling, the best I can at least. I managed to actually pray this morning instead of just worry and hope. The farm was happy and in the sleepy process of hunkering down for the predicted rain. My husband had made it to the office mostly rejuvenated and healthy after a really nice weekend. All was well in Denmark, as they say. Or so it seemed.

   I leaned over to retrieve some clean silverware from the bottom shelf of the dishwasher, caught a whiff of both bleach and vanilla on the way down, then started feeling weird. I was physically uncomfortable, out of the blue, but I had no idea why. My jeans felt strange, my red sweater was definitely getting on my nerves, and my sunglasses which had been perched meaninglessly on my head (it's super cloudy today, no sun, no need for shades, but gosh I like 'em) crashed down on my nose. Rudely. Everything was suddenly wrong.

   I looked around the kitchen cautiously, wondering what the heck was going on. I had an urgent need to escape something, but I didn't know what, so I listened in perfect stillness for any animal alerts. Usually if an earthquake is coming or a stranger has pulled through the front gate, the geese and guineas will let me and everyone else on our road know about it. Loudly.

   But there was almost perfect silence. And this elusive feeling of discomfort was changing over into a needling pain in several places all over my body, so I investigated.

   What I discovered was maddening and relieving all at once. I had hay. In my bra. And in my jeans. And in everything. And it was itchy.

   I had raked and distributed hay to the four leggeds like half an hour earlier, and that's the only time it could have found its way into my not loose clothing and undergarments. Plus I had been wearing a coat. So why I was just then noticing it while tidying up the kitchen is a true mystery. But removing it suddenly became the most important thing in my life.  I became very goal oriented in that moment, working to remove the hay pronto, because no  matter how soft and sticker-free it might seem for eating and carrying, it is just not comfortable as skivvies.

   So the hay got removed, right there in the kitchen, and I silently added sweep the floor again to my Monday list.

   Now the disturbance in the force has been soothed and Denmark is once again a peaceful nation. Woohoo! I am kind of glad the bleach and vanilla fragrances had nothing to do with this.

Hay is for Horses, not Bras, Please


  1. Marie can't whistle. Hee hee!

    1. HEY! (hay?) This here blog is a bully free zone! LOL xo

  2. OMG - you are too funny, girl. I HATE it when something like that gets caught up in my clothes - not that I'm around hay too much! But we have a couple of feather stuffed pillows on the couch and every once in a while one of them will come free and poke me in places I'd rather forget.

    Also smiling to know that our birthdays are close together - who knew? Another Pisces - well, it fits. :0)

    1. OUCH! Feathers might actually be worse! LOL Yes, Pisces through and through. Sometimes that means balance, sometimes that just means divided and goofy. LOL

  3. That's worse than knowing you have a hair threaded through your shirt from the wash and not being able to rip your shirt off in public to find it. I was about to respond to the comment you left on my post and then realized there are family members reading my blog. I've got news for you and "M." I can't really talk about it until I know for sure whether it's going to happen though. And no, not pregnant. But I might actually be within driving distance of you soon. Let's just leave it at that.

    1. Exciting!! I cannot wait to hear the news! Can we start a betting pool on what we think it will be?? Oh, and please keep your shirt on in public. Or at least blog about it if it happens. LOL


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