Saturday I felt slighter better as opposed to ventilator ready. LOL. Hubby felt almost the same if not worse. He looked like someone who had been on a 3 day drunk. We felt compelled to go to my MIL's anyway because we are hard heads and we are trying to get loose ends wrapped up there. We are under a lot of pressure to get this trust/estate settled. We made it there and of course the yard had to be mowed. It's in the sun and he has to use a junky push mower. It's almost like a Bataan Death March. So he did that while I priced things inside. I hated every minute of it but at least it was cooler. He came in and helped me and we were so tired and cranky that were like too old dogs growling, snapping, snarling, and nipping at each other. Of course we don't mean any of it and he is constantly apologizing because I am just defending myself. I am the westie and he is the pitbull. We got through the tablecloths and drapes. I have never seen anyone with as much junk as my MIL had. I hate it. My hubby hates it. So many worthless knickknacks and useless objects. I used to be a minimalist before my mom died. Back then my friends were mortified that I didn't have a stereo or any other electronic equipment other than a 13 inch black and white T.V. that I got as a child. And I didn't care. Unfortunately I inherited really nice things from my mom. She wasn't into trashy junk so I have more than I want.

Sunday we stayed home and tried to get some rest but we needed to clean up some of the storm damage. Plus we both felt the need to get some exercise in though no one knows why 2 soon to be corpses need to hike. LOL. We needed to go to bed. I had a ton of work to catch up on and we were both still snarly. I didn't get any where near getting it all done.

Today I had a ton more stuff to do for hubby regarding the estate and trust. I swear I will not do it any more and then he needs me and has no one else to help so I reluctantly do what I have to do which usually means making phone calls to strangers. At least the ones today were nice.

I had to take out the compost, feed the wildlife, burn the trash sweep the floors, spot clean the cages. The sink was such a mess that by the time I unloaded the dishwasher and reloaded it was full again.

I had 3 turtles today and maybe more. Big Boy came and would not let the female eat as he wanted to hump her. The other big male also showed up and tried to hump her as well. I went out and ran them off so she could eat in peace.

My son ended up having to work all day as someone got sick.