B’s blog

I LOVE the look of a nicely landscaped yard. Do I have one? I did when we moved in but after that, it’s gone down hill. I have NO gardening ability nor desire in any inch of my body. I’ll mow the yard but forget about edging or trimming. I HATE picking weeds and since I was pregnant for 9 months of the last year and then recovering from surgery for 6 weeks after that, my flowerbeds look HORRIBLE! So horrible that the homeowners association, who I’ll refer to as Satan’s spies, sent us a letter in the mail stating we have 10 days to get our flower beds in order or else we’ll get fined. These are the same people that send us letters for leaving our garbage can out a day too long on that ONE day out of the year we happen to do it. Do you know how many people I know in our subdivision that leave their garbage cans out? So Tuesday at noon, I have a college student with a lawn care business coming out to the house to give us an estimate. Makes me sort of feel like Gabriella Solis on Desperate Housewives with a college yard boy! I’m actually having this kid come over to tell me what needs to be done to make it look decent and tell me how much it’ll cost and then I’ll decide if I’ll just try to get an extention on my time frame I was given to get it done, or if I’ll hire my brother in law, Ben, to do it for half the cost. Either way, I’m paying for the mulch and whatever else we want. It’s the cost of the manual labor that will determine who I hire. We have these stupid rocks in our flowerbeds, not pebbles, but rocks about the size of your fist. To remove these is the only way we can put down vinyl and then plastic to keep the weeds at bay longer. (got that suggestion over the phone when talking to the college lawn boy) I may have to hire my neighhood boys to pull up all these rocks and then just do it all myself on a day off. Bad thing is, Erik and I don’t have many days when we are both home all day together and we can’t leave the baby unattended. Anyways, long story short, I hate keeping up with the yard. It’s expensive, time consuming, and I’m really bad at it.