life on a farm

So I am spending a few days at the farm house sitting for my aunt. I hate it here. If there was ever any doubt that I am a city girl...it is gone now.

It started last week when my stupid people pleasing nature made me volunteer in an effort to keep my Aunt from being mad at me. So here I am. At least I figured out how to get internet...my laptop won't connect so I am using a desktop for the first time in forever.

Originally i didn't care too much because I was only supposed to be here wednesday-friday...but then she called and asked if I could come saturday-monday too...I still didn't care too much because I figured I could spend my days by the pool...and it wouldn't be too bad...oh but wait the pool is broken. SUCK!!

It's just weird. I'm in what used to be my granddads house, but other than a few pictures and the colors of the walls it is nothing like what he wanted.

But true story...yesterday I looked out the window to see Jimmy (my aunts friend who lives in another small house on the land) was outside jumping around with a large stick...my guess is that he was doing tai chi or something like that...but it was quite funny to see a grown man jumping around like a little kid. Why can't he feed the cats?

PS...so when I volunteered I thought I was watching 3 cats...there are 6 here. I don't even like cats. PLUS I had to take libby to my moms because she said she couldn't come...I'm not sure what one more pet would really matter. I always say I am scared I'm going to become a cat lady...this must be what it's like.

I'm going to go to town and be with civilization for a little while...wish me luck.