The truth is I hate alarm clocks. I would use stronger words but I don’t talk like that. I have a very bloody history with alarm clocks. I kill them! Really…I do. I smash them, crash them, and through them out windows. They are rude! They disturb my sleep. I choose to avoid alarm clocks. Juergen wakes me up in the morning. He is not rude, he is thoughtful. This morning Juergen’s alarm clock went off at 7:30 am. I do know how to turn it off. What I don’t know how to do is set it. I need to wake the kids up tomorrow at 6:30am. I can not see the small controls on the clock with out my glasses. I’ll need to figure this out before tomorrow. Did I ever tell you Juergen gave me an alarm clock as a gift for our 20th wedding Anniversary? He was in the hospital with Sarah. He was stressed. I figure he just wasn’t thinking straight. I didn’t try to read more into it then that! He has tried to give me watches too. That’s a whole other story. I love that Juergen wakes me up each morning. It’s one of the many things I love about him! There is no way I want some rude little clock doing the job! I wonder if Nicole knows how to set the alarm clock?
Why not start with an IBC and cut a hole for the door? You could build closed laying boxes into it, and something for the chickens to roost on. Put some straw or saw dust on the floor. You could add vents to the side for air. If it sat inside a chicken run that you can walk into, the chickens could be safe, dry and happy. I have an extra IBC. Maybe this could be my chicken house? I bet I could even plant the outside of it with mud and grass for extra insulation and good looks.
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