Dear Tricia,
This is so surreal. I have NO secrets. I can blog freely (when I find/make the time time!) AND I am a SMALL BUSINESS OWNER!
HOLY CRAP! *There is slight panic, giddy-ness and HALLELUJAH in that exclamation. *
I am mainly working on learning the ropes/the different feeds/the people. There is also a slight film of dust on everything (you can imagine what I acquire from the feed and seed and dirty farm boots). So I sweep and clean and mop to de-stress.
Oh BOOTS! Nathan bought be a pair of boots to make me more legit. I think it worked. Did you see my picture…I feel FARM-y.
I didn’t really realize how heavy keeping things in was until yesterday. Yesterday, I could talk about anything and everything. I’m officially OFFICALLY done at the school and I stood in the feed store and the (AMAZING) previous store owners introduced Nathan and I to everyone that walked in as the new store owners. We may be living on Ramen and pancakes for a couple months, but I am floating with peace and joy and excited anticipation.
I’m trying to stay as up to date as possible on your page. But of course, I would much rather be there. I saw on my phone the other night that is was 39 degrees?!? We are now in the ROASTING stage here in P-town! Your pictures with Mallory make me coo out loud. Nathan laughs at me.
I apologize I don’t have much else to communicate. I’ve forgotten what it was like to blog so FREELY! I miss you friend. Praying for you daily. Do I have a punishment that I am unknowingly yet purposefully forgetting? Just checking.
Love, Lindsay
It Is Trish 