That tired. So tired that the yawn splits your face and you forget to cover your mouth with your paw. 
So tired that you have to lie down to eat and you don’t care who sees. 
So tired that you don’t even talk to your friends anymore, you just all lay about under a tree and stare. 
So tired that even these guys cannot talk you into coming out to play.
So tired that in the middle of the day you could just cry. Not sad cry. Just Crying Tired.
So tired that I called it a day half way through the afternoon, left my tools where they lay, walked up the back steps and fed my tired body into the canvas swing chair on the verandah. I slid out of my gumboots, folded my legs up under my body, curled into the canvas sling, lay my head down and within seconds I was sound asleep like a baby, gently rocked by the breeze.
Good morning. You told me to give myself a little time off and you were right. I never sleep during the day. Of course I blame the Mothers Day champagne at lunchtime! But sometimes a body just needs extra care and rest. We need to listen to our bodies.
Today it is Monday. Which means seed sowing day. Many seeds are sown in succession so that we get continuous small crops. Today I will sow Beans and Beetroot. Also today I shall plant out the pickling cucumbers.
Once I have finished my usual chores the chook house is ready to clean out again. This is not a fun job. Nor is it a job to do on a windy hot day. But it is calm and cool again today. The chook house compost takes a while to break down so it needs to get into a heap of its own down the back. I have been throwing bags of autumn leaves, grass clippings and old straw into the chook house every day for the last week or so. The chickens do all the shredding and mixing for me. After the hen house is scooped out, and washed down, I will mix lime with water in a big bucket and whitewash the old inside walls with a mop to beat up on any bugs and lighten their room. Then they are all set for the summer. The chooks love this day as they are free in the fields all afternoon while I work. Usually they only get out in the evening.
Have a lovely day. Most of my day will be lovely!!!
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
64 responses to “My Mother called it Crying Tired”
I always dread cleaning out the chooks – and the silly things follow me back in there and get under foot and we have squaking girls, feathers, straw and poop everywhere!
Hope you are feeling much revived from your time out ( the good kind not the 5 minutes on the naughty mat kind!)
Morning Sue, sometimes I would not mind the naughty mat kind! c
Rest. It’s the best medicine. 🙂
I’m exhausted just reading – got to go and lie down:)
Oh yeah, know that kind of tired! You need to schedule in some down time for you. t
Everyone gets a day like that: even YOU! The kind of tired that even caffeine doesn’t help. You did the only thing possible, or you would have dragged yourself around and never accomplished much. Glad you feel better today.
Have a great day.
I’m so glad you listened to your body and allowed yourself that much needed rest. Cleaning out the chook house sounds interesting. How many hens do you have? I’d be there to help you but xxx
Hey C, naps are allowed on Mondays too. Have to ask is ‘nekkid’ Hairless McLairy ever going to come out of hiding again? Good morning. Laura
I will bring him out! poor darling is still feeling exposed!! c
Glad that you take the occasional breather! We had one yesterday too; lunch with neighbours which lasted into the evening. It was horizontal rain all day anyway, not fit for much else!
Christine
Oh I know that kind of tired too! So its a seed sowing day, that is always a pleasure ,I need to sow some herbs, I’m so behind! Oh well, writing about it isn’t going to make it happen now is it!
I’m glad you had a rest. It the animals can snooze, it’s even more vital that you do too – you’re the one doing all the work for them.
I planted out my runner bean seedlings yesterday – so we are in synch. The sun is shining but the wind is winding, so it’s not very warm.
beans.. always a good do-er! morning viv.. c
Love the idea of throwing the old leaves and clippings in to let the chickens do some shredding for you – will have to try that! I’m not much of a napper either – but sometimes – you just have to take that little break and re-energize! Hope you had a wonderful Mothers Day!
A nap in the swing sounds like a cure for most of what ails us…good for you for ‘giving in.’
Planting seeds and trellis building today…
A nap can do a body good. I’ll be taking one later today as I have a nasty cold and didn’t sleep well last night. At least I don’t have a chook house to clean.
Well, if you, or any Mom for that matter, cannot take a nap on Mother’s Day, what’s the point of having the day set aside? Great little pictorial of “Tired on the Farmy.” Have a great day, Celi. Don’t let the chooks get you down!