I took my hill walk and did my Sunday worship at the Church of the Universal Shepherd. I did not win the Powerball but that's okay. I muse about what I would have done with the money but my life wouldn't change that much. I'd buy Mia a house in Morristown, pay off Father Aaron's car, put money in a fund for Hannah and Luke's college and do a few things for myself. I need a tractor with a front loader, a little house on the hill as it looks like Farmer Chris is not moving from the farmhouse that goes with this farm, fencing, a carding mill to do my own wool so I wouldn't constantly be in hock to Frankenmuth, and a whole lot of cats fixed. Oh, and a fuel efficient car to get to work. Work? Hmmm, I don't know. I'm working for health benefits as long as Matt works for his cute little Weatherization non-profit that doesn't provide bubkas. Matt is very lucky. He would keep his job even after winning the Powerball, that's how much he loves it. Me, not so much. I have plenty to do on this farm with my sheep and goats that I love to do. My art program is going well but it's good to leave on a high note. There are plenty of young teachers being churned out by all the SUNY schools here in NY who can't find jobs. I wouldn't mind moving over to let one of them in. Not everyone can work with my student population as we all aspire to sainthood on a daily basis. Amen. On deck for today....Clove soap, after I rub some of it on this tooth that either needs to be pulled or plugged up with more lead. A great big giant 1950's filling came out exposing the nerve. You would think it would be good to lose a few pounds but no such luck. Amazing how humans adapt to handicaps. I adore clove soap and people have been asking about it. I have several Bundaflicka totes on the machine. I tried to sew late into the night but Matt kept yelling for me to stop making noise. I have a good bit of soap to wrap up, which I do enjoy. It's like wrapping little toys and I love the way it looks in the box with the beautiful fabric Annie, Carol and Kim find for me. I'm using smaller boxes I found at the dollar store, finally, making it easier to set up my soap table. I have to find roving to bring West next weekend. I'll have much more for Sheep and Wool in October. Every minute is precious this week and I have to pace myself or I will stay up too late and be groggy at work. A blessing I'm very aware of this Sunday is the hillside covered with lush green grass, clover and wild flowers. I was feeding hay from my precious stores this time last year. I should be grazing my sheep until snow covers the ground this fall. Have to get Big Jim Baldwin over here for a shearing. Might have to take a personal day as I'm sure his weekends are booked and I still have the farmer's market. I have lots of goats to shear and the four giant beasties who escaped my yahoos when shearing this spring. I hope their wool is still okay after a summer of rain and humidity. I need to take those fleeces to Sheep and Wool this fall. This time the yahoos won't get paid until all the candidates for shearing are caught and done. Oh, yes, I have to get black fleeces out and skirt/pick them. Raw fleece is a gold mine as it can be sold as is without washing and dyeing, saving me lots of time and $$. Manna from heaven.