1. I have successfully manipulated Steve into helping me build the chicken coop. I didn’t even have to stand over piles of lumber looking clueless. All it took was a simple conversation (over the phone because he’s in Rockford visiting the folks):
Me: I bought and downloaded a chicken coop plan.
S: Why did you do that? I could replicate pretty much any plan.
Me: You said you wouldn’t help me.
S: Can you return it?
Me: Does that mean you’ll help me?
2. It turns out Carrie doesn’t have an incubator, which I found out after I ordered the eggs. I ended up trading a lady on Craig’s List handmade soap for the use of hers. Bargain!
3. I talked to Geoff about placement. We’re all good.
AND NOW THE POST OFFICE SEEMS TO HAVE LOST MY EGGS.
****Update: The seller went to his PO, and they said that sometimes tracking information doesn’t show–so maybe they’re NOT lost.