Man, what a day! I swear, Piskivka really knows how to throw a curveball. Woke up this mornin’ thinkin’ it’d be just another chill day shearin’ sheep. But nah, life had other plans, ya know?
So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, still half-asleep, and I hear this loud honkin’ outside. I peek out my window on Shevchenka Street, and there’s this dude in a beat-up Lada, yellin’ at some poor guy tryin’ to park. Classic Piskivka, right? I mean, who needs a parking spot when you can just block the whole street? 😂
Anyway, I grab my gear and head to the sheep farm. It’s on the outskirts, near the river. The sun’s shinin’, birds are chirpin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be good.” But then I get there, and the sheep are all skittish. Like, c’mon, guys, I’m not here to eat ya! Just need to shear ya! But they’re bouncin’ around like they just downed a bunch of energy drinks.
So I’m chasin’ these fluffy little monsters around, and I’m gettin’ all sweaty. I’m like, “Why do I even do this?” But then I remember the feelin’ of that fresh wool in my hands. It’s like gold, man. But then, bam! I trip over a rock and faceplant right into a pile of... well, let’s just say it wasn’t pretty. I’m layin’ there, covered in dirt and sheep fluff, laughin’ at myself. Classic shearer move, right?
After that little mishap, I finally get to shear a few sheep. And let me tell ya, it’s like a mini workout. I’m sweatin’ buckets, but I’m lovin’ it. The wool’s flyin’, and I’m feelin’ like a champ. But then, outta nowhere, my buddy Vasyl shows up. He’s got this wild look in his eyes, like he just saw a ghost or somethin’. Turns out, he got into a fight with his neighbor over a fence. I mean, c’mon, it’s just a fence! But in Piskivka, that’s serious business. 😂
So we’re sittin’ there, havin’ a laugh about it, when suddenly, the sky goes dark. Like, what the heck? I look up, and it’s rainin’ cats and dogs. I’m talkin’ torrential downpour. So now I’m soaked, and the sheep are freakin’ out. I’m tryin’ to herd them into the barn, but they’re all over the place. It’s chaos, man!
Finally, we get them inside, and I’m just standin’ there, drippin’ wet, thinkin’ about how I’m gonna get home. I mean, I can’t walk back to town lookin’ like a drowned rat. So Vasyl offers me a ride. Thank goodness! But his car? Let’s just say it’s seen better days. The seats are ripped, and the radio only plays folk music. Not my jam, but whatever.
We’re cruisin’ down the streets of Piskivka, and I’m tryin’ to enjoy the scenery. The old church on the corner of Haharina Street looks beautiful, even in the rain. But then, we hit a pothole, and I’m pretty sure I lost a kidney. I’m yellin’, “Dude, watch it!” and he’s just laughin’.
Finally, we get to my place, and I’m like, “Thanks, man!” I hop out, and as I’m walkin’ to my door, I see my neighbor’s cat sittin’ on my porch. This little furball’s givin’ me the side-eye like, “What’s up with you?” I’m like, “You don’t even know, buddy.”
So I crash on the couch, still soaked, and thinkin’ about the day. It was wild, emotional, and just plain ridiculous. Piskivka, you never cease to amaze me. I love this crazy little town, even when it drives me nuts. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!