The cupboard is bare ~ my job today is to find some hay! At least I don't have to go pick it up; my allergies and my lack-of-strength (well, compared to my sweet hubby) excuse me from THAT job! Notice my use of the word "excuse," because that's really what it is ~ I HATE hauling hay.
It's a task I've had to do since I was a teenager, and one of the only chores (other than cleaning house) that I would gladly pay someone else to do! Luckily, I have the best husband in the world, who doesn't mind lifting, carrying and stacking those dead-weight, scratch-your-skin, sneeze-producing bales our animals love so much!