BLOOD, SWEAT, and TEARS. If you work the land, livestock, or farm in any way, you know these 3 things will be part of your daily duties. I can name a hundred occasions when I had them all rolled into one chore.

Kinda like just now—so cold that your breath freezes under your nose, but you can't wear gloves to hammer in small U nails when doing a fence repair. Your hands are numb, so when you smash your finger with a clumsily swung hammer, the pain takes about 10 seconds to sink in...and you jerk your hand back only to gaff your arm on the fresh cut hardware cloth and then back your butt into the hot-wire when a wave of nausea hits you. The cold sweat has you staggering outta that muddy horse pen, and you slip on the ice in the groove under the gate. DANG IT, I ripped my sleeve, and now I have more mending to do!

I was wanting jammies and coffee, but now a heating pad and happy hour might be more the flavor of the evening. And with THAT being said, I wouldn't trade it for living in town for any reason! Besides, scars give you character, right?