Writing Challenge

I'm not sure why, but for the past week or so I've been having some real writing issues.
I really want to write, but I just can't seem to figure out what.
Like I have so many things I want to write it's crazy, but when I try to write it I'm just stuck.
It's been driving me crazy.
And the only reasons of why I'm having such trouble is stress, family interruptions, having so much work to do around the house. etc.

But I don't know, I'm hoping to get past this "writers' block" and get all of what I want written.

I've been really tired, as always I'm having weird dreams and waking up continuously.
Which really sucks, but what can I do?

So I'm not looking forward to the 29th, that's when Mr.A. gets home and I get to act like a zombie maid.
Yay!

But whatever, I'll figure shit out eventually.

Disturbing

Well, sleep is shit.My body proved that last night and or this morning.
Woke up a lot as usual, but when I got up in the morning.
Tears running down my face and basically worried shitless.

Had an awful dream about a friend of mine.
Not going into detail but it was very, very disturbing.
Still a bit worried about it and will be for a while, I guess..

Anyway, took more goats to the auction today but the auction isn't until tomorrow.
SOO...

GB is of course making me go with her, and I'm wondering how early we'll be leaving.

I'm not looking forward to the 40 minutes to an hour long drive.
Yippeee...

Also not looking forward to sitting in a room full of "creepy cowfolk." 
And listening to the auctioneer drone on and one in that annoying fast paced voice with the fuckton of speakers in the room making it a bajillion times louder.
I don't enjoy watching them parade the poor beasties through the little area for people to look at as the auctioneer rambles on and I stumble over what he's saying.

Doesn't that just sound like a good time?
Some of the cows and horses and goats look so hungry, nobody feeds their animals.
For sucks sake.

And other newssss...
I'm pretty sure I did something like pull a muscle in my shoulder, not too bad thankfully.
But it still makes it a chore when moving 100lbs. of feed a day to feed the goats and can't forget their hay.(This isn't including feeding all the other animals either...)

Now don't get me wrong, I love animals.
Always have and always will.

But it's a bit tiresome having to feed animals that bring you no enjoyment and that you didn't choose to take care of. But oh well, just have to deal with it for now.

I've been feeling quite weird the past few days and unsure of what to write lately.
I know I want to write a story I'm just not sure what I want to write..
I need some inspiration honestly.

So I'm just kind of...
Meh.

Rain, rain and rain some MOOORE

If you didn't guess by the title, it's been raining.
Quite a bit.
For over a week or so now.
Today's forecast was....
Severe Thunderstorm warnings PLUS a Tornado WATCH?!

I love rain, but I don't like to be cold and wet.
Because...
Taking care of all the farm animals in the cold, wet rainy, gloomy weather, as nice as it seems...Isn't that fucking great.

Honestly, I love animals.
But I'm tired of taking care of animals that I DID NOT choose to have, just have to bide my time I guess.
But time sucks.
A lot.

I'm tired if you can't tell, which is weird...
Time changes always fuck me over though.

I mean last night I stayed up too late because I forgot about the time change and for some reason my laptop was a dickhead and didn't update it's timey time time.
So I didn't realize how late it was getting until I looked at the time on the phone and realized, I was fucking tired.
Because it was fucking late.
SO...
I went and laid down and passed out listening to a thunderstorm for the 3rd or so night.
And woke up to it raining kittens and puppies.
Looked at the clock and was amazed.
I slept waaay too long.

I mean I wake up a lot when I sleep, I don't sleep for that many hours without interruptions.
But alas!
That time I had, so I was all disoriented and groggy this morning.

But on a good note...
No preppy people fucked with me!

On another note...

Someone I don't feel like talking to is fucking with me and I feel like punching them in the face.

*sigh*

Really tired I think.
Will I try sleeping?
Probably not...

Do I need to get up early in the morning?
Yes, indeed I do.

Fuck mornings.
Especially Mondays!