I mean, that's my friggin' CAR on the other side of that *%^&$@* gate.
helLOOOOO, McFLY!!!
It's raining cats and badgers, and now I've got 2500 lbs. of steaming wood chips blocking my car in.
It's full throttle MONDAY, people, and it is ON.
Addendum by DH: I talked with the Duke tree trimming guys on Friday morning and I figured that they'd drop it by Friday around noon. When they disappeared from the neighborhood, I figured that they blew us off. Then, in the middle of a major downpour, they show up and just dump all that mulch right in front of the gate. What was he thinking?
Wife was out there with a shovel and wheelbarrow moving mulch while I walked to the grocery to get some chicken for dinner. Dinner needed quite a bit of prep and time to cook, so I started on it while she worked away. That girl moved a LOT of mulch. I think she said it was way better than pilates. That or she was cursing in Greek (or some other ancient tongue).
The good news is that we're in great shape mulch-wise, even if the quality is less than ideal. The price was right.
3 comments:
I can't believe it! Guess you're not going anywhere anytime soon...
Good luck!
Susan
Oh no... I had enough adrenaline pumping through my veins, I got out the pitchfork and moved almost half of the pile into the garden and along the walkway last night by dusk. I barely got enough out of the way so that DH could squeeze the car through. He barely made it.
Now I'm all sore and looking out the window at the pile wishing I had a gallon of gasoline.
It's on like Donkey Kong...
What a woman!
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