In the mean time I am attempting to get my parents RV cleaned out. It had mice in it this winter and in addition things were beginning to mold on the inside from being stored in the barn too long. The mice were not as bad as the last time they decided to move in....but it still has been a big job for one lone person. It has not just been the work but there is some emotions involved in the work. My parents have traveled all over the country to include Alaska in this rig. Lots of memories for them and that phase of their lives is over. Also, my parents have lived in this RV and the last time that I spent any time in it was on the trip up here 14 months ago. At that time we were living in a fog of emotions and fatigue, thinking Dad might die within weeks. Some of that has come back as I have cleaned and sorted through things. Partly wishing my two oldest daughters were here, partly just wishing that we could all do one more fun vacation with my parents. I have had to shove those thoughts aside and keep to the task in front of me. I find I do a lot of that these days.
The task has meant washing all of the clothes, cleaning out all of the drawers and closets. Washing most of the dishes (I enlisted the youngest daughter for that) and overall deep cleaning. I have also sorted through things, making some executive decisions about throwing a few things out. In the mean time, I have kept Mom and Dad apprised of my activities, taking in items that have been forgotten or misplaced, like the NOAA weather radio and Dad's magnifying glass. Mom has just let me do this and been most agreeable. Mom has mellowed.
Well along toward evening, I remembered it was compost turning day so I went out and told hubby I was going out to turn the compost....his feet was sticking out from under the van. He came out to help me repair the compost box and then stayed to help me turn the compost. I am sure I did not thank him well enough but I was one very thankful woman. Nothing in me wanted to stand there and shovel compost in the heat by myself. He let me shovel for awhile and then I let him shovel for awhile and then it was my turn again but he finished up and honestly did more of the work. It takes me about an hour to turn the box by myself. Hubby can do it in half the time.
I told him I would mow the aisles between the rhubarb...so I did that and then I did the front yard and around the house.
Darling Daughter #3 made us a fabulous Mexican supper and we were thankful for it.