No!

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I did some things, and some more, and tried some other things  then I have been finding places to hide.  The old water heater in the basement is too much to bring up alone, and the box failed, it is a good deal heavier than the new water heater.  I beat my bullocks on that rock for a good half an hour before throwing in the towel and a potential hernia.  Finally we talked.  The heat is too much, I have been pushing for a month, and I don't mean to sound bitchy but pulling obscure weeds, cutting tiddly unnecessary to bother with branches, and moving rose plants was, none of it, on the menu.  I won't help you work to make work.  I have a very few things I want done.  The planting of the garden, the spare bathroom set back up, food in my face from time to time, and a nap when it gets too hot or I've pushed too hard.  Plus, I need to work on my schedule, not yours.  It's not a request, it's not a demand, it's just the way it is.  Oh, and ac in.  Between doing those things I need to rest, not be jumping at ever little new thing you want or think could be done.  Don't go there or you I will go on strike until new management arrives.  This isn't a queendom and I ain't a serf or even a knight, perhaps a black knight but that's another issue.

She loves the sun, she loves bossing people around (playing boss), she loves tinkering with this and that.  Here and I had heard she was tired of helping out here!  Make up your mind, but...  I made it perfectly clear that I am not helping with make-a-job tasks she just makes up as we go along.  Oh, I'll help with a project or two, say putting soil into the old toilet and planting flowers, but when it is cool.  Sure.  Preferably annuals or whatever, but... sure.  But don't do a dozen things, then think I am going to keep up on my yard like she does.  Not Going To Happen.  I'll be doing very good to keep up on my garden and remember to water the toilet.  No more, possibly less.  It is what I have.  Hr-Umph!

No, no fight.  And I think she... understood.  She didn't go all aghast at me this time.  And, she knows, I have work still to do, on the water heater, the toilet, cutting dead branches, cutting a path for an RV.  That is a week of work for me.  Other than the garden, I don't have the energy to tinker, dink around, or play man-servant.  Too damned hot out there anyway.  Did I mention I need to get the ac put in?  Right!  Get that in, get it blowing and going, then a nap.  *snap*  Tha... tha... that's all... zipper head!  :p