Am I insane?
This morning I heard a lawnmower outside, so I finally decided to stop "snoozing" and get my ass out of bed. I looked outside and saw that it was the cute blond twink (Taylor) who did my lawn 2 weeks ago. He was doing the neighbors. I called my regular guy (Matt), to see when he was going to come cut my grass. Matt called after Taylor had finished the last of my neighbors (and left without checking with me) and said he'd be over around 1.
Something came over me when I went outside. I decided it was time to prune some bushes. I probably killed one camelia bush with the rather severe cut-back it got. I lopped off the top 2 feet and cut the side brushing the driveway way back. I left some green on it and gave it camelia food. We'll see what happens. [Exhibit 1] I then went to work on a rosebush, finally cutting off last year's hips. Next to that was an azalea that was sending out suckers that needed to be clipped back.
After that, I discovered that one of the azalea bushes was totally dead, so I spent a half hour clipping out dead stalks. I need to clip back the azaleas to either side, but I'll wait a few days/week until the blooms finish falling off. [Exhibit 2]
I finally found the hedge shears and started attacking leggy ornamental shrubbery, making sure there was enough space behind the one in front of the power meter so the reader can get to it.
At that point, after going all around the house, randomly snipping this and clipping that, I was totally exhausted. I went inside, drank a glass of water, finally got heavy work gloves and went around moving pruned limbs to piles on the curb. Pick up a bit - walk to the curb - walk back to the pile - rest, pant, whine - repeat.
Now let's just hope I don't get another bout of asthma-induced bronchitis. I just got over the last one.
(Sorry, no pictures of Matt or Taylor. I didn't pull out the camera until they were long gone.)
Exhibit 1
Exhibit 2
Something came over me when I went outside. I decided it was time to prune some bushes. I probably killed one camelia bush with the rather severe cut-back it got. I lopped off the top 2 feet and cut the side brushing the driveway way back. I left some green on it and gave it camelia food. We'll see what happens. [Exhibit 1] I then went to work on a rosebush, finally cutting off last year's hips. Next to that was an azalea that was sending out suckers that needed to be clipped back.
After that, I discovered that one of the azalea bushes was totally dead, so I spent a half hour clipping out dead stalks. I need to clip back the azaleas to either side, but I'll wait a few days/week until the blooms finish falling off. [Exhibit 2]
I finally found the hedge shears and started attacking leggy ornamental shrubbery, making sure there was enough space behind the one in front of the power meter so the reader can get to it.
At that point, after going all around the house, randomly snipping this and clipping that, I was totally exhausted. I went inside, drank a glass of water, finally got heavy work gloves and went around moving pruned limbs to piles on the curb. Pick up a bit - walk to the curb - walk back to the pile - rest, pant, whine - repeat.
Now let's just hope I don't get another bout of asthma-induced bronchitis. I just got over the last one.
(Sorry, no pictures of Matt or Taylor. I didn't pull out the camera until they were long gone.)
Exhibit 1
Exhibit 2