So, I've been beating myself up about the yard. Think weed. Times 200. In a space one child would find confining. I have been feeling all sorts of negative emotions over my complete and utter lack of desire to do yard work. I have the time to do it. I just don't have the inclination. None. Zero. Zip.
Today we finally took that step to get this insidious sub shrub monkey off my back. We called for a quote for a professional clean up and imagine my surprise when I was told that I'd been doing my weed removal incorrectly. I thought I just needed to work harder but it turns out I was making the situation worse. Who knew? I've never been more pleased to have a failed job taken from me!
Alongside this was the news that one of my dying piles is actually rosemary. I already had sage. I just need to get some parsley and thyme to complete the quartet.
Thursday, March 2, 2017
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