We have weeds that are 5′ tall. Taller than our half-dead bushes.
Our little evergreen bushes used to be shaped all swirly–they aren’t anymore.
The perimeter of our front yard is completely grown over and it is all my fault.
It feels like it is the wife’s job to weed, doesn’t it? It does to me, and I am pretty sure Chris has been waiting for me to weed since we moved in–4 months ago. I haven’t. Not even once. Partially because we don’t have any gloves or one of those foam mats to kneel on. And also, I have been a liiiiitttttle busy inside…so our curb appeal has gone to H. Today was the day I was going to remedy that and get the whole front yard all cleaned up and de-weeded.
So, I paid the neighbor boy $40. What? He lit up like it was Christmas.
That’s the way to do it! My maid starts in September!
ahha that’s always the best way to get something done ;)
xox dana
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