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Einstein would be proud of my Insanity...
12 days yesterday. Yesterday had some gains.
Washing. I have no idea why I am doing so much washing. 4 washes day before yesterday, another 4 yesterday. Mats, dog beds, just stuff, all washed and dried and clean. I must run out of stuff to wash soon.
Horse chores of course, then I needed to do weed spraying. I went to the garage and found a sprayer that I couldn't make hold pressure, but then I found a brand new one in a box, unused, so I guess David couldn't make the old one hold pressure either. I couldn't get the lid off the new one
Found some glyphosate type weed killer but it had leaked so I couldn't see the instructions. Put 3 measures in the 5 litre container via the air pump hole, as the lid was still stuck. Of course I splashed some in my face, but I had glasses on so not in my eye. So, the yard, drive and parking area is sprayed. No idea if it is the right concentration, but it is done!
Then, rolling the horse patio area. Did a cr@p job, but it is done.
Then, cutting the end paddock. I started this yesterday but the tractor over-heated, which it did again today. I would be more upset, but it has been over-heating for a while. Came back into the house and called the service place to arrange a service and for them to buy back the hedge cutter. I have also asked them to teach me how to correctly use the tractor when it returns - including what fluids to out where. They are going to assess my other equipment and teach me to use it or tell me what would be better.
The finance man came to copy the death certificate, and then the vicar. The funeral service is sorted and I also have a date confirmed.
The vicar finished just in time for me to finish cutting the paddock wit the now cooled mower, and then I went swimming in the cool lake. I needed a swim. As I got back, the house looked so 'normal' with David's car in the drive and everything normal, it took me aback at how everything has changed in the past 12 days. The house felt very empty. Forced myself to eat and finished the day by sending some emails to tell people when the funeral will be.
It all still feels relentless and overwhelming, and the house feels very empty.
Another day., good morning Red.
You are doing so well. So damned well. I wish you had the headspace to really know that, but it will come in time.
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