Two days ago David's cell phone rang. I try to keep up with who is calling, Dr. appts, work-related, I ignore scam ... but yesterday I just happened to answer a number I was not familiar with.
"May I speak to David"
"He isn't available right now, can you leave with me a message, this is his wife"
"I have three ducks ready for him but his email keeps popping back to me"
I explained his untimely death and we have a brief chat about that. I gave him my email and said send me the amount owed here.
He said "David always sent certified checks but I keep telling him he can pay me though the Bank"
"Can you also send me your address, I only have his work address. That is where I have been sending the ducks"
At this point, I started laughing. I told him that David would send those to his work, sneak those in the house. When I said, is that a new duck, he would say it had been here forever. I found ducks hidden in the most ridiculous hiding places.
I also told him I threatened to divorce him if he didn't quit buying ducks. Not that I did not love them, I often picked out my favorite ducks for him to purchase. But because we did not have ONE MORE inch of space for them.
We laughed. And I sent him his payment. I will wrap them from David to Kim, as a Santa present to me ;)
He said he has been selling David ducks for 20 years.
Just a few of our ducks.
I am starting small in cleaning department. Doing dishes, wiping down vent, washing off counter, throwing away fruit that the fruit flies have taken up residency in.
I am working my way up to the toilet and cleaning the bathroom.
I am babysitting Murphy tonight while Mason has a house full of friends for a birthday party. "Baby" is the word. He is miserable without his "people" but I have been feeding him treats to keep him happy.







