Another Week...

Well Sunday brought Brother over but nothing really got done. The lemon tree trunk is still in the ground but I'm going to have it out in the next 24-48 hours if I have to blow it to bits! It vexes me and I shall conquer.

So Sunday, Brother came over. He brought his own food. We got the triangle area that the lemon tree is in cleared of debris and rocks. Lots and lots of rocks. And then it turned out Father had buried some brick too so that came out. There were spiders. Many spiders! With the rocks and fallen leaves it was a great place for black widows and I saw dozens of them yesterday. By noon it was clear removing the tree would require more effort. We went to the home improvement so I could get the oil needed for the chain saw and buy gasoline for it and the tiller. We did lunch not that I was in the mood but Brother wanted to eat. That killed another hour. Like an idiot (although I thought of it) I didn't make sure he put a trash bag or something under the gas can so there is petrol in the carpet of the truck (the boot for you non-Americans)! I need to listen to myself.

The tiller look less time to get working but probably sucked up an hour of time. The chain saw in the end burned the wood more than cut and so it was "discarded" to the mythical "yard sale" pile. I stayed outside until 7:30pm or something working on that stupid tree. We didn't get the doors inside, didn't get the wallboard up.

I tripped last night and fell on a garden tool. I got lucky, it was sideways or I would've had three prongs stuck in my back. I ended up bruised and embarrassed. Vegas called at 9:30pm. I can't tell how things are going for him and the bf. He isn't sure either so I don't feel so bad! Ha!

I had another rough night. The cat stayed in the room but not on the bed. I didn't dream of buses this time but art work and things I couldn't find. I need a holiday! Badly! I told Vegas that getting out of bed and weekends are the worst. I'm used to having other people around or taking after of them so I'll forget to feed myself or just put it off because it's not a social thing. Getting out of bed is now less about dread of facing the day and more about how stiff and sore I am when I wake up. I was a bit concerned to see Brother out of breath swinging the ax. He seemed to struggle more than I did and I don't really consider myself in good shape!

Brother revealed he's not in a great hurry to sell so if we can do it (meaning I can do it because the insurance has paid) we might wait and sell next year instead so we can do it right instead of "half-assed" which I might be amenable to. I'm not ready to move because I don't know where I'll be going, will be paying the mortgage until the house sells, etc., etc. If it has to go down this year because the insurance doesn't pay that's that will happen. Otherwise I'll have many more options at my command and that would be most welcome!

Well it's noon, the sun is out. I should get outside and attack the tree some more. I think I'll rig up some shade though.