When I bought this house, all the neighbors were ecstatic that the hermit was moving out. They were hoping that I would actually mow the lawn. Apparently, Hermit didn’t do that very often. Seems he only took care of it once he received the final warning from the city.
I am not sure if that is what drove the lady across the street to the point of absurdity or not. Talk about opposite ends of the spectrum. My yard looks a lot different than when I moved in. The overgrown shrubs are gone, the dead trees are gone, and I’d like to think it looks better, but it’s still a long way from my neighbor’s house.
She owns her own house cleaning service. She has enough people working for her where I believe she only does the cleaning herself on a limited basis. That gives her plenty of time to manage her house. And the yard.
I used the word absurd. You be the judge:
9:00 – 11:00 am: power up the leaf blower (a ghostbuster-esque gas powered one) to blow the 9 leaves that fell on the yard since this time yesterday.
11:00-12:00: pull out the lawn mower and mow the lawn, that was mowed yesterday, and then use the lawn mower along the street to pick up any clippings or leaves.
12:00-2:00: gas up the leaf blower again and re-blow the yard in case another leaf fell.
Yes, this is the daily routine. Yes, the yard looks nice, but man…I just don’t have that much discipline.
So, I had to laugh when I came home from lunch last week and I see the Dr. Venkman wannabe gearing up to blow the leaf. And what do I witness? She blew the leaves into the neighbor’s yard!! Couldn’t believe it…
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