I'm so sore and tired all the time for the last three weeks.
I reached a point in life where I was pretty much sick and fucking tired of the busy bullshit everywhere.. Like mobbed stores, traffic, people.. mostly people.. I got fucking sick of everything and just wanted peace and quiet.
So, I moved off the beach and picked up a property out in the fucking boondocks.
Ok, so here I am and have this huge fucking house with a garage, a barn and a shed that sits on I don't know how many fucking acres and surrounded by woods.
So, I decide that I'm going to farm, lol
In the last three weeks I have planted 70 rows of corn, 24 tomato plants, 16 pepper plants, 20 cucumber plants, 20 pumpkins, 50 bean, 50 pea, 6 egg plant, 40 squash, 15 potato, 12 onion, 10 spinach, 10 zucchini and 30 carrot.
My wife thinks I went nuts, lol.. cause I picked up a dozen chickens and 2 goats.
This coming week I'm looking to add a dog, a pair of rabbits and a horse.
Anyway, man, I think I created too much work for myself. I wish I had a fucking tractor, lol