All residential property owners, including your landlady, should seriously start xeriscaping. It conserves water, reduces maintenance, & respects the native flora. It would take the burden off your shoulders, which shouldn't be borne solely by you. That your husband expects you to...
Sorry, you haven't f-locked this post. I have a lot to say about your situation that would piss him off if he read this.
The yard needs some serious landscaping. We were talking about it back in spring--what we'd do if we had money. Even if we're renting. We'd like to put some actual edging around the garden area to keep the grass out and put down new mulch around all the bushes and through the gardens (there are no flowers, just the bushes and weeds). We'd also remove the mostly dead bush
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In Alabama we did summer yard work around twilight before the midday heat exhaustion hours. Low-noise stuff in the morning, noisy equipment in the evening, or whatever the neighbors were comfortable hearing. Of course, back when America was still a frontier, families relied upon having lots of children to help out on the farm. I love weeding more than anything; the feel and sound of an unwelcome plant being ripped from the bosom of the earth gratifies the eeevil villian inside me.
Is there any way to make friends with your landlady, or explain to her how close to the edge you live time-wise and money-wise?
Thanks on the weight thing. It feels good. I'm kind of stuck right now since I haven't really been watching what I eat. I stuffed my face with potato chips last night. :(
I think I just needed to indulge a little, counting every calorie was getting tedious.
Anyway, I think most people around here do the work in the evening. It's usually too wet in the morning even if it's not raining. Everything gets all dewy and it takes awhile for the sun to get up high enough to dry stuff. Like it rained last night but hasn't all morning and everything is still soaking wet outside and it's noon. There's too much cloud cover for the sun to dry the grass. My weed wacker does not like wet grass.
Oh no, I understand that. I'm all about everything in moderation. But this past week I threw moderation out the window. I practically at the entire HUGE bag of chips on my own. So, so bad. They are my weakness and I've denied myself them for so long because I can't eat just a handful.
I really don't eat them much any more. When I was in college that was my dinner. I'd stop on my way home from work and grab a 20oz of Diet Coke and a bag of chips and eat them while watching my taped shows.
I rarely eat chips any more but when I do I binge on them. Like this last week. They were super yummy, though, so I hope it's out of my system. The fact that we're now broke is in my favor. It means my husband can't go buy more to tempt me with.
Sorry, you haven't f-locked this post. I have a lot to say about your situation that would piss him off if he read this.
A LOT. You deserve better.
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Is there any way to make friends with your landlady, or explain to her how close to the edge you live time-wise and money-wise?
BTW congrats on losing 30lbs! That's inspiring.
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I think I just needed to indulge a little, counting every calorie was getting tedious.
Anyway, I think most people around here do the work in the evening. It's usually too wet in the morning even if it's not raining. Everything gets all dewy and it takes awhile for the sun to get up high enough to dry stuff. Like it rained last night but hasn't all morning and everything is still soaking wet outside and it's noon. There's too much cloud cover for the sun to dry the grass. My weed wacker does not like wet grass.
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I really don't eat them much any more. When I was in college that was my dinner. I'd stop on my way home from work and grab a 20oz of Diet Coke and a bag of chips and eat them while watching my taped shows.
I rarely eat chips any more but when I do I binge on them. Like this last week. They were super yummy, though, so I hope it's out of my system. The fact that we're now broke is in my favor. It means my husband can't go buy more to tempt me with.
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