…and in the middle of it all, with the house an absolute pit, —we get a phonecall that company is coming. Just driving through. Wah. Neither of us has any energy left. We did clean up the house. But that took the last erg of anything we had left. OTOH, it’s looking good out there. We fired up the pond. I vacuumed it to get the worst sludge off the bottom, and Jane and OSG and I flipped the switch—we are now officially running and all the fish are fat and healthy, beginning to nose things about in the way they do when their appetites are waking up.