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I am continuing the process of reducing the items in the house and deep cleaning every inch.  I have had a slight delay.   

My Beast has been sick for two weeks.  He is still home recovering.  I was able to resume more normal activities this week.  Even with him here.

I never do house-keeping chores when he is home.  I will wash clothes or do the dishes, but not much more than that.  That’s no problem when he is working, but this is week three of him home.  I don’t really know why I don’t like to work on my bigger chores when he is home.  I just never did when we first married.  I was home full time the first nine years so I was used to working when he was out of the house.  He doesn’t do house work or cooking or anything like that, so it’s not as if we cook and clean together.  Our arrangement suits us and is nobody else’s business.

What progress have I managed?  Yesterday, I cleaned his bathroom thoroughly top to bottom using a toothbrush when needed.  And both the iceboxes have been cleared up and cleaned today.

Today also had some special time.  He and I went to the lease and filled deer feeders.  It’s late getting done.  Last week he was in the ER with post-plague pneumonia.  He finished his meds yesterday, so he figured it was time to get something done.  We took the tractor and used it to haul the corn to the feeders.  I rode sitting up on the side with him like we have done for so many years.  It’s one of my favorite things to do, going with him on the tractor or the buggy.  It was especially nice today after his having faced off with the plague and won. 

We give all the glory to our Lord.  His help and healing are what we prayed for in faith.  No. He isn’t completely over it.  But the Lord is completely involved with us. 

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I always tease him that he only does the yard work that can be done on a tractor or riding lawn mower. And sometimes will run the chainsaw. But he is very good with that tractor. A friend observed him moving a large tree that had been cut down. He used the hay spear and our friend described the scene as his using the spear like a pair of tweezers precisely placing the log where he wanted it on the big fire pile we had blazing.

The other day he was working on cleaning up the cow pen. There were several mounds of hay and manure accumulated from a couple of winters’ feedings. He used the front end loader to smooth the ground level. He needed to get next to the fence posts. I was perched up on the hay bales right next to the fence posts. I watched him ease that blade within an inch of the post and carefully drag the muck clear without touching the post.

I’ve seen him, helped him really, use that tractor to move deer stands through obstacle courses through the woods and up and down hills and ravines. He raises the front end loader up to the side of the stand and straps the stand to the bucket. Then he lifts the whole thing intact and drives along with it bobbing out in front of him. He dodges trees and ruts and whatever to get to his new spot picked out.

Recently he got off in a bad place that didn’t have a bottom to it. Sunk her deep in a boggy spot. Our son came to help and the two of them worked out a system using two heavy duty pickup trucks, a pine tree, a pulley, and a lot of rope and chain. They got it out of course and I don’t think either of them minded the task. They were laughing and joking and slinging a lot of mud!

I’ve ridden many an hour tucked up next to his seat. All kinds of weather. Doing all kinds of jobs. I haven’t been up there in recent years. Maybe I should go with him next time he loads her up for the deer lease. My bones screech at the thought, but my heart says yes, load up.