Due to a bunch of things happening all at once, I quit my job.
Scary.
Then I ended up at the store.
Where I found a ten pound bag of potatoes.
$6.99
Yes, that's right, $6.99 for a ten pound bag of taters.
More Scary.
A couple of days later I was back at the store and found the egg section practically empty. Thinking there had been a sale on eggs, I scanned the prices.
$2.39
Yes, that's right, $2.39 for a dozen of large eggs.
Not scary.
What?
Because I got this today.
It's the first egg from the new hens, small in comparison to the old girls' eggs, but . . . .
it's hope.
Hope that maybe I can sell all of my extra eggs quickly and things will be alright.
D even said someone at his work is already asking about eggs.
Am I "counting my eggs before their hatched?"
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