These were essentials for chicken butchering: iced coffee because we began before 8am and essential oils to keep dabbing under our noses because, well, wet chicken feathers is about the worst smell on an given day but wet chicken feathers when eight months pregnant is just gag-able.
We let the chicken rest in the fridge and then packaged it up for the freezer later on. I would have preferred to let it rest longer because it allows the meat time to relax but we were in the middle of visiting Sean's grandmother in the hospital every night and packing for Florida.
Twenty-two hours of driving later, we arrived.
Florida was not all fun and sunshine - it was a working trip. Sean tore out the cream carpet in the dining room (I know! Who does that?) and installed a floating floor. Things grow SO fast in Florida and so there was a lot of yardwork to do, cutting back plants and cleaning up, a few days of exterior painting (100 degrees on a ladder while hugely pregnant is exhausting, let me tell you), interior painting and patching because we rent out the house and it gets wear and tear, pool fixing chores and so on.
After Florida, we headed north to Charlotte and stayed over for a day while Sean got some supercharged IVs that will hopefully help his body in the fight against the Lyme disease bacteria and co-infections. The kids and I explored the city and had a fun morning while he was busy.
Now home, there is back to reality. Laundry, grocery shopping, last minute home repairs and finishes before a newborn (can't wait!) arrives. Coming home from a minimalist house always makes me want to get rid of *stuffs* and I already filled a back of maternity clothes last night to pass on.