Things got mightily busy there for a moment. The day job had a few panic moments. All is well and good now. At least as far as I know.
Yesterday we found out that we were invited to the niece's graduation on Sunday. We would have liked to go, but we had already scheduled lots-a house work this weekend (it's been piling up). Also, the father-in-law is going to be there, so even if we could have rearranged things, that right there quashed any desire to go. Really would like to be there as the niece is singing a solo. Wish they would have given us more notice.
So this weekend will also be filed with guilt. Yippie!
We still have a pile of dirt to manage, and a partially dug hole in the front yard (my "rock garden" - ie. the pile of supposedly good rocks our developer left us which turned out to be mostly construction crap). Each year I would move a few wheel-barrels full of material out of it, reclaiming the space for grass. After the spring rains the pile concretes over and further digging isn't fruitful. But I have a plan for this year, and a tool. With keeping a big hole of the one side I'm going to use a breaker bar to crack out more of the rocks, and then can shovel up the loosened soil/stone mix. I'm about a week behind mowing the lawn (time and rain). And we haven't picked up sticks for ages (and there was the half of a tree that came down lately). We won't get it all done, but hopefully can make a good dent in it.
Also should take pictures of the front garden, which we also need to put in edging as we rebuild it. Last fall we dismantled most of it so a service could take down two trees and grind the stumps. We are happy that some of the cohosh and other plants survived. And Bette's been planting more flowers in there since the bed gets more sun now (there's still three oaks shading it for most of the day).
And that's just the outside. Plus trying to fit in the other stuff, like writing. The good thing is as my body slowly freezes up after doing a lot of hard labor, my fingers (usually) still work pretty well.