*Not everyone has a garden, and this post is not meant to make you feel bad if you don’t. If you still can, go outside and walk around a little, especially if you’re in the northern Hemisphere and have been waiting a long time for spring to arrive. Please obey the physical and social distancing rules and be safe.
For the most part, we were doing fine with this endless staying home and indoors.
Until last night.
Sorry not sorry.
To keep this brief, the gist of what I
yelled complained about can be summed up like so:
This is not a vacation!
Next, I outlined expectations (again) and left it at that.
Either it’ll work, or not. I can’t and won’t micromanage those two (one in particular). My partner’s got his hands full trying to get this online classroom stuff to work and therefore has his mind on other things. It is what it is. They know what I said, what I expect, and they will either do it, or not.
I type this from my comfy spot on the sofa this morning. My tray containing my coffee is next to me. I’m covered by a soft blanket. Pillows support my achy back, and it’s blissfully silent.
Why achy, do you ask?
The sun came out but instead of causing confusion with its deceiving warmth, which is prevalent during winter in Canada, the sun decided to shine some actual warmth on us yesterday. I ditched the winter coat and went outside for most of the afternoon wearing a Blue Jays hoodie which, after ten minutes of raking, also got ditched. 🙂
We (my girl and I) went digging in the neighbour’s yard. They abandoned their house 8 months ago and returned to China to find their 24yo son a wife. 😳
They asked us to mow the lawn last summer and left some cash to cover for that activity. This job was assigned to the teenager and he managed that for the most part independently.
But the gorgeous flower garden the previous owner had built before the new Chinese neighbours moved in two years ago was completely neglected and left to overrun.
This is not the time to go to garden centers, unfortunately.
So we figured, if we rescue some of the buried and excessively multiplied flowers from next door, chances are slim I’ll get thrown into jail. 🙂
My guess is the house will be rendered unlivable when/if they return. They had shown us a large black mold spot in the corner of their basement, where the water leaked in. Black mold is dangerous and can make you sick. Repairs will probably be too costly. My guess is, they won’t bother. They’ll probably sell to a developer who will build some McMansion or something.
So. That’s why I’m digging up spring flowers and transplanting them.
And that’s why I’m achy. 😎
Consider it my modified boot camp activity.
And my girl? She found a comfy spot to read her book. I suspected all along she was really an ape. 😃