Cold A** day out

One thing about living in Upstate New York is that if you do not like the weather if you wait around it will change shortly. When I got up it was -30 degrees. It has been about 6 hours since I got up…and I am still waiting for the change.

I woke up for the 6th time and stayed up this morning.dizzy as usual, and am still circling before every move. I did manage to get my winter barn clothes on to get up to the barn and make sure everyone was fed and watered. The chickens refused to leave the coops, so I watered them in, and fed them in and left the doors open incase they needed some fresh air. Chickens that are cold hardy do pretty well in our winters as long as the coop is dry and they have food and water. I know that sounds like a given, but if you do not have the cold hardy varieties, all the food and water will not help them.

I am headed back to bed, perhaps a hot corn or sea salt bag on the ears will help. They feel alright, but if I do not do something to try and help the dizziness (even though history has shown me it won’t) my head starts to go into overdrive, and poof..panic attack.Oh joy.

Extreme cold weather is unnerving to me. When shit freezes it’s such a bitch to thaw it out. Water pipes, the septic, gas lines to the furnace all are subject.When they break it’s even more of a mess. I have heard of people burning their houses down trying to thaw out their pipes. I spend the 3 months of summer doing not much more than preparing for winter. It is kind of insane if you think about it, but then I guess it’s right up my alley.

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