The hoeing hen

Well, it happened again.  I ruined a perfectly lazy year by successfully applying for a grant.  (for actual grant: look under The Hen Hoes).   I was halfway looking forward to a rejection notice (reverse psychology) so I could  focus on making a hammock, but noooo... just what the doctor ordered:  more chickens.  Luckily it is very close to easter because the chickens that I have are on steroids it seems.  They lay so much that I had to order 250 egg cartons, and them things aint cheap *40 cents a piece*.  I am afraid to open the coup, because, well, because HEEEEELPPPP!  Maybe they just do it to piss me off and lay 3 eggs a day a piece.   But anyway, I don't know what to do with the eggs right now, and this grant is for 150 more chickens.
I will officially start in the movable chicken coup research business.  Ah, it will be great! So right now I do have a small trailer which functions as a prototype movable coup.  It has a movable electric fence that encloses the coup and which you can easily move.   However, the coup on wheels is not very movable, actually.  I already had Karen's 4 wheel drive truck stuck, trying to move it.  Then I got the tractor, got the truck out, and then tried to move the coup.   Long story short, I went to the neighbor today and he helped me get my tractor out after it had been stuck in the mud for 4 days.  The movable fence was great, I just put it around the coup and the tractor for a couple of days.  The chickens loved sitting up high and shat the whole tractor under. 
So that is what the grant will be good for too:  make something that you can actually move in wet conditions.   The electric fence works great: it keeps the chickens in, the dogs out and me nervous.
Oh, and why do I want chickens?  Laying hens, a hundred of them,  make about 20 pound of manure per day.      The nitrogen content is between 1 and 1.8%.     So how long do I need to have 100 chickens on a one tenth of an acre to increase the nitrogen content of the soil by 43.2%? 
Really I learned this last year: good shit doesn't come cheap and it doesn't spread itself.   But maybe chickens and a grant would.