working for the weekend here, as usual.
I pretty much dread having to come here everyday because there's so much to do at home.
Yesterday, our neighbors suddenly brought a lawn service person over to give them an estimate on cutting down some trees. They had a slot open for this afternoon last minute, so they gave the neighbors a deal.
They'll be driving their equipment across our lawn all afternoon, and I'm really not too happy with that.
The owner is worried about his truck sinking into an unknown sinkhole, both in the yard and on the street. Their side of the fence is still too wet from all the rain, so I guess there's not much choice but our yard.
I hate that helpless feeling where I'm stuck here not knowing what's going on somewhere else.
THEN the neighbors said they want to give us the wood. Mike is too busy trying to prepare for bikeweek, so I don't know how we're going to have time to stack wood, or WHERE for that matter. I'm sure the tree guys are going to leave an utter mess all over the place too.
