So on Friday we hear the door bell ring. Well I don’t hear it. Someone else in the house did. So I go to answer it. Now mind you I’ve had a couple of drinks. Hey, it’s Friday! So I come to the door and our neighbor, Cindy, is there. She asks if we are in distress. WTF does that mean? I guess because the neighbor across the street got foreclosed on, she thought we might be in trouble…
Well apparently our weeds are out of control. I admit it; they are. But they are weeds. They are organisms. Sure they don’t look pretty but jeez.
So I tell her that I just got back from vacation (true) and screwed up my shoulder (true) and tried to start the gas weed trimmer and just couldn’t (true). She said to just mow the weeds to which I replied that I was worried to throw rocks into a car window. She said just to set it on a high setting. Duh. I hadn’t thought of that one. Well the area next to the house was really over run so I mowed the weeds and it looks a lot better.
So Sunday she started tackling the neighbor’s across the street; he’s moved out now. We got a couple of pruning tools and started taking down the vegetation that has been blocking the view at that intersection. I’ll have to take pictures… (Mental Note: Take more pictures!). So after about 3 hours of this and removing a small tree and some “maple weeds” as she calls them it looks a lot better. The other home owners were pretty pleased we did that. And it was nice to get a bit of exercise too!
I got a little burned but not that bad. After we did that I weeded a bit of my yard with a new electric weed trimmer I bought. It works great as long as you have enough extension cords – which I do. 200 feet of extension cord. My sweaty calves and legs got all dirty (You dirty, DIRTY MAN! Come get me dirty!).
I showered and made dinner and gave Hope her Anniversary card which I think she liked.
It just made me realize how I need to get out and do more. Definitely gotta take care of the yard better!









Good attitude. If my neighbor came to the door on Weed Patrol, I’d send her packing. Wait, my neighbor has come to the door to report our hedges are obscuring her driveway view. I felt bad actually but my hedgehog trimmer dies after 10 minutes, so by the time I get one sectioned trimmed, it’s grown back by the time the battery recharges. Oh, yard work. You’re hard.