Well, we put in the six hours of work de-cluttering and cleaning at my MIL’s on Monday.  On Tuesday, Dear Hubby had to pick her up at the rehab and lead two of the pain in the ass ladies physical therapists over to the house.  Whereupon they proceeded to make the poor woman jump through their hoops demonstrate that she can do her day to day things in her own home.  By the time they finished their circus act compressing an entire day’s worth of activities into two freaking hours, she was beyond exhausted but had performed very well for them.  DH on the other hand was stumbling about and ready to fall down.  The heat had his MS giving him fits.

     At least today, after he came home from the rehab hospital he had the pleasure of watching the ducks play in the pond.  Yes, they came back again.  We sat out in the yard and enjoyed the floor show for a couple of hours.  Then they took their bows.  Gertrude stood at the top of the waterfalls, stretched her wings, and took off.  Gaspar quickly followed.