Some ladybugs I found under a tiny piece of wood that I moved.  A loveliness of ladybugs, huddled together to stay warm.

I've been so tired lately, shockingly tired, dragging my ass tired.  Not sure why.  I feel down too but not sure if it's just depression or something else.  The beauty of mental illness, you're never really sure:)

I worked at the rental house again yesterday, cutting back trees and bushes that had gotten out of hand.  I have a large pile which will need to be removed and I'll call a service tomorrow and see if they will come and put the stuff through a chipper.  No sense in all that good stuff going to a landfill when it could be used as mulch.

I also have a crew of cleaners coming on Tuesday and Wednesday to clean the house, including the cat pee and poop in the basement.  I'm thankful they're going to clean it all up and not me.  Our renter has said she will pay some of the cost of garbage removal, half of it was her stuff.  Gracie refuses to pay anything because she never takes responsibility for her actions.  She only blames others, and even said it was our fault because if we hadn't claimed Jack as a dependent, she would have the money (I'm damned sure she wouldn't have paid for anything, even if she had the money, because it's always someone else's fault).

Jack can read a little now and he happened to see a file on my desktop that said his name and CRA (Canada Revenue Agency).  He asked what that was about and I told him that we had to apply to the tax agency to have him as our dependent.  He said, "So you can keep me?"

I said, "Yes, so we can keep you.  Do you want us to keep you?"

He said, "Yes".

So we're keeping him.  He's so sweet sometimes.  The rental house and all the junk in it was a treasure trove for him and he ended up bringing some balls home, a MarioKart game, a golf ball, a key, a marker, a penny, and a few other treasures.  The MarioKart game kept him busy all morning.  You lay out an AI assist track on the floor, and then the car has a remote control.  He loved setting out the track.

The big guy has gone over the rental because the neighbor's son is interested in buying it.  Both the neighbor and his son are contractors (builders in England), and the work that needs to be done on the house doesn't scare them.  Good.  I guess we'll see.

I need a laugh:)  I should probably get that shirt.