ah, Cousin Kell... that was the proud (credit-grabbing!) "editorial we" that I used above.

DH cooked dinner, and downloaded the movie (a geek-chef, oh MY, how did I get so lucky?)

and the nestboxes, all I did was HELP, he did the actual construction.

("It's Shayke 'n' Bayke, an' Ah hayalped!")



and he did all the driving for the feed run too, I was just a passenger, along for the ride (oooh, he's a chauffeur too, hooray!).

however, I DID spend an hour picking through the veggie-basura (garbage), and sorting it into 50 lb sacks... thankfully, the Mennonites are kind, and provide a chair for me while I work over their produce-room wheelbarrows.

I did that while DH shopped, as I have difficulty standing and walking around stores for more than about 10 minutes.

and the insight-sharing with the new immigrants was all done while ensconced comfortably in well-padded bamboo chairs, sipping iced limonade...



I also did the cage-cleaning, and guinea-pig shuffling, as DH doesn't know who's who, and hilariously thinks the embarazada ladies are just a wee bit corpulent...



I do the cage-cleaning perched on a barstool, and fill a wheelbarrow, which he trundles over to the composting hutch.

we make a good team... I turn the empty feed bins sideways, and when I come back, they're magically filled with corn, pellets, and grains...

it's the ideal relationship for me, think of me as a movie director sitting in a chair, being the decider... since our only income is my SSDI, I get to be gloriously in charge...

but didja notice, I get the *****-detail, and the garbage-sorting?



my cog-fog DID kick in yesterday, and DH has to go BACK to the Mennonite enclave this morning (he's leaving now) because I forgot the bunny pellets, and the measurements of the bodega mud-grate... AND forgot my to-do list, so we didn't pick up our 15 gallons of bottled drinking water, nor remember to stop at the doctor's office to check on the import status of the Baclofen.

but I'm sooooooooooooooooooo wiped out from yesterday, that I can't go today... my left leg is spazzing to beat the band, and my sinuses are full again (yuck!)

and Kell, remember, I can ONLY do that kind of long day during the winter... DH gets to go solo during the heat of spring.