I sat down for just a few minutes to do a little Internet browsing and wound up with 60 pounds of dog sacked out on top of me. They're so innocent when they're sleeping - awake not so much - but I hate to wake them when they're so snuggly. So, you get a blog post from me. Mostly because I've browsed every website I can possibly think of and I'm bored.
Oh, the things I could be getting done right now. Bo's track meet tonight is at a school with dreaded outdoor lights on the track, which means an ETA of most likely midnight. I should be... doing laundry, doing dishes, finishing taxes {can you tell I'm floating our money 'til tax day on that one?}, some ironing, planting the remainder of plants I didn't finish this weekend...whew, wearing myself out typing all that.
However, we did get through one major accomplishment this weekend - yard work. Eight hours of yard work I might add. Saturday morning we went to Lowe's - along with every other spring chicken getting a jump on their chores. We left with a new lawn mower, edger and lots of fabulous flowers. Dang - I'm thinking a picture would be a great addition to what is turning into a house posting, but it's dark. I'll catch you up with a picture later.
We did not leave with one item I was regretting around hour 6 - a blower. There was already a lawn mower and edger on our flatbead cart and I was getting so tight with money I was starting to squeak. I suggested to Bo we should go with either a blower or edger, but not both. This was yard work argument #1. Well, I learned my lesson later on when I was designated the sidewalk sweeper. We need a damn blower. I was so tired of sweeping I was just doing good to sweep the clippings into the sewer drainages on the curb. {That stays between us. Although I'm sure some nosey neighbor watched me do it and will be reporting me to the city for illegal dumping.}
I thought it would be a great time to go ahead and get rid of all the existing mulch in the flower beds since I would be planting flowers. The homeowners before us had used recycled rubber tire mulch - great idea aesthetically, but that stuff doesn't decompose into the soil. Making an effort to "green up," I decided to rake it all out and re-mulch with wood chip mulch. Brainiac idea a quarter of the way in. My hamstrings were killing me from so much mulch scooping. {Did I forget to work out my hamstrings at the gym? Holy moly, I'm still recovering.}
Bring on yard work argument #2. Rubber mulch is heavy. I could only fill up garbage bags halfway or they were insanely heavy. I accumulated about 10 bags and suggested we condense the bags into larger contractor size black garbage bags. Well, that makes them impossible to pick up. And with the bags ripping and spilling mulch and the Rickners mid argument, we had to part ways for some time.
When it was all said and done, we got the front and back yard mowed and edged, old mulch gone, 12 new bags of mulch laid, new flowers in all the flower beds and bushes trimmed. Not bad for a days work, minus 2 big arguments and several tiffs throughout.
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