Alright, listen up! I’m not sure what happened over the past few weeks, but ever since we received all of the rain and I was still trying to determine what flowers would sprout from the property I bought in the winter time, I opted to not cut any of my flowers.
Well, that was a mistake because my yard turned into a freaking forest. I couldn’t believe it.
You would think, even though I walk in and out my house – right past the most visible area that shows the height of my grass, I would know my grass needs to be cut.
Well, apparently not.
Do you ever recall when you were younger seeing a small item of trash lying on the ground or a sprouting weed? But because you were little and lived with your parents, you said, oh my parents will get that. I don’t know…I obviously don’t live with my parents but I found myself doing that and needed to quickly snap out of it because HELLO I need to pick things up and take care of the yard, lol.
So – days went by because there’s no time after work when it’s hot and I have to come up with an idea for another video to film. And boy was it embarrassing. I began seeing people turning their heads while driving by as if they were shaming me – Dude – Fix Your Yard.
So I started the adventure last Thursday. I had a trimmer, cutter, weed wacker, lawn mower, lawn bags, rake and a hoe.
OMG guys – yes, a Tim the Toolman set for a Thursday yard work night.
I began cutting them down. And I saw the nosey neighbors, but pretended as if I didn’t because I really needed to keep working. This was not Happy Hour.
I continued cutting. But, that was just the front yard, mostly on the left side of the house and then I worked my way to the back but really it was a bit unbearable.
Friday came and I continued working in the back yard.
Cut, Mow, Trim and repeat.
Saturday – help was delivered and alot was done. Tree trimming, grass cutting and then it rained until we resumed a bit later.
But then the rest was left up to me and it was no joke. Getting poked in the eye from all the tall weeds.
I know what you’re thinking. Ma’am, it’s called buy a pair of safety glasses. Well, you know what – do you actually put your seatbelt on before you start driving, no. You wait until you see a policeman frantically pulling a seatbelt that won’t come out because you desperately needed it and waited to the last minute.
So yeah – I should have bought them but I keep forgetting because every time I go into Menard’s I have to play hide and seek with the sales associates because everyone hides away from helping a customer who really needs to find an important item.