Fantastic advice, Old Mt. Woman.
Oh, do I recall the days of the homestead. Running out in the middle of the night because something breached the chicken coop and then FIXING the stupid coop in the pouring rain at 3 am. Good times. (Not.) There was also that super hot day when the well pump stopped working and we had to water 3 goats, an LGD, 47 chickens, and 2 barn cats by lugging water up the hill to them. Phew.
Sometimes it just can’t be helped.
I’m pushing 50 pretty hard, and years of sports have done a lot of damage to my joints. There are some days when you notice it more than others, that’s for sure.