Today, after a fun lunch with some girlfriends, I stopped by the dentist for my new, shiny, white crown to be slapped in. Thankfully, it involved no shots. I find I've become more and more hesitant with those dental shots, especially the ones that go straight up the roof of you mouth.
I got home early enough that I decided to start raking the leaves in the back yard. I raked for two straight hours before I threw in the towel. I really should invest in a leaf blower. Someone who has as many trees as I do, it should be mandatory to own one.
My back yard looks horrible, and not because of the thousands of leaves from 5 mature trees. About 25% of my yard has grass, and it's not even in one spot. My yard consists of mostly dirt. Lots and lots of dirt. Sadly, I need more dirt for various landscaping projects around the house. Surrounded by dirt, and I need more. Indy bought a truck full of dirt once, which sat in his yard in a ginormous pile for about a year. I still think he overpaid. $400 seems like a lot to spend on dirt.
I got two estimates from lawn companies, and went with the second guy because he offered me 2 free treatments that the first one didn't. When I told the first guy of my decision, he was very put-off. Well, if he had offered me 3 free treatments, then we would have had a deal. Whatever. At least he will stop calling my house every 15 minutes. Seriously. I couldn't take a dump without him calling right in the middle of it.
So, next week the Lawn Guy is supposed to come and do something to my yard. I don't know what...he was tossing out all these fancy words for grass and fertilizer. I don't really care about the technical part...just make grass grow in my back yard. I want to be able to sit on my deck in my pajamas, and look out on a green yard while sipping iced tea. Right now, I sit on my deck and gaze upon my dirt and have an overwhelming urge to go lay down on I-70. It's that depressing.
I'm very excited at the prospect of grass. I'm actually looking forward to having grass to mow. Last year, it wasn't even worth the effort to fire up the mower.
Despite having lush grass, I still don't plan on walking in it barefoot. I do have a Saint Bernard to consider.