We are both wiped out.

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For her it has been nearly two weeks, for me almost three weeks of long days and hard work. Our days have been from 12 to 16 hours. The work has varied. My house and my lawn equipment is set up and has all been used, saved the wheelbarrow I purchased yesterday. There really is nothing more to do at this time. A few days of rest and then she will go back to her home.

I hope we are able to see the Great Salt Lake and maybe take a drive tomorrow. She needs to do some shopping, as do I. A visit to Idaho, travel on a road that has garnered her curiosity on the way, perhaps a drive over a mountain on a back road, and then one last good meal tomorrow night. I need to check with some people to see if they wish to come over and enjoy it with us.

I am simply exhausted. I will take some time off, doing only bare minimums and some of the things I want to do. Walking to the dam, or driving there if that proves too much for now, and swimming. Checking out the hen house to see if roofing it would be worth the effort and then getting started with that if so. Moving two mounds of dirt, one permanently, one to be piled near the tomatoes, to fill in that area when tomatoes and peppers stop growing there. But... over time. Oh, and I suppose I could do a bit of weed whipping now and again.

She has not created lists. She has been quite tired to lately. We have both pushed well and truly beyond ourselves. But the results are fantastic. I hope she finds as much satisfaction with the results of our expenditure of ourselves as I do. As well, we have had a pleasant time together. We have kept our... differences... minimal. When we disagree, we simply note the fact and leave it there. She likes this done this way, I like that done that way, but we both know that without both of us doing what we do as we do it little would have been done. Some compromise, of course, has taken place as well. A little time and patience sees to that much better than bitter words, yelling, and all that.

I will miss her. I will be glad to go back to my slower ways as well. I am most certain she will be pleased to be back home also. All with gratitude and love, some new found respect on both our parts, and a little forethought into her return in the spring. Let us just say that this was the best time I have ever enjoyed with my mother. If you remember the little roboboy in AI, you might begin to understand.

Well, good night. I hope you rest half so well as I will. Twice as much sounds nicer but then you would never wake up. :p