You’ve got to be kidding me…we aren’t spring chickens anymore.
That is the thought that kept going through my mind as my husband went over the detailed instructions with me, yet once again, for my meeting with the landscaper tonight.
“Here are the drawings of what we are looking at getting done. Don’t forget that we want to get all the drainage from the house taken care of so we don’t have to worry about water …blah, blah, blah…. (that’s what I heard). Remind him that what we are looking for is someone who can come in with the big equipment to just do the heavy work. We can do the lighter stuff ourselves to keep within budget. We can build the retaining walls ourselves….”
What????? Stop right there. Did he just say the retaining walls are the “light” part of the job. Have you seen the size of those blocks? They don’t look light to me. Perhaps I need to remind him of the heart attack I thought I was going to have from planting the bushes in the front garden. Did he forget that I could barely make it up the stairs for three days after attempting to “work out” my legs last week? He just doesn’t get it…we aren’t young anymore and these “little jobs” have become much bigger.
It doesn’t stop there, it only gets better:
“…and the patio area here is interlocking brick. Have him price it out for just laying the foundation for it we can lay the bricks ourselves”
Sure we can… and did you see that pig fly?
So my friends I am off to the landscaping store to pick out the bricks for the patio and the retaining walls that my husband and I are apparently going to use in the backyard after the professionals do the “heavy work” of grading it. Please stay tuned, this should be interesting! Future blogs will either be about a divorce or the aches and pains of my poor body.
(I suppose I should be thrilled that he thinks I can actually do this)
Guess what was in my reader! So it was in mine…
Peach State
Yeah.
We did those same bricks…how high of a wall are you going to build? Most of the landscaping has been done by us…my now 19 year old and myself. Hubby just provided the $$$$$ with a few @/&;&!@$, thrown in. You may want to take some Tylenol before working…and after.
Peach State
Wish I could count on the eighteen year old but naturally he will be at the tennis academy. Two wall each about 3-4 feet high all the way across the property. We have a walk out and the yard is sloped so we are making two terraces. You are nice I make my hubby get the $$$ and do the work. I just don’t know when he thinks he will have the time.
I buy the extra large bottles of ADVIL
Thanks
My hubby is gone by 7:15am and home about 9:00pm. He is making the green but cannot enjoy the green.