22nd June 2019
I try very hard to be humorous in most situations, mainly as a defence mechanism, but often to see how silly I can make situations tolerable.
Today we had to pick up a composter that I bought on Marketplace. We have decided that it is the best thing to do as we create a load of waste. I am amazed at the stuff we bag up and throw in the bin. As we were now home owners we should be more responsible, and lead by example. So we set off into the wilderness and arrived at this house set deep in the woods. As a side note, it wasn’t actually me who arranged the pick up, it was Kelli. I had messaged the person first but got no reply, so when she did it, a reply came through. “
The composter was outside the house as we pulled up. The lady emerged from the house at the same time. I said I was disappointed there was no compost in it, but ignoring my quip(as most people do), she said that she had pressure hosed it clean, so we loaded it up and headed off to our next port of call.
We found a couple of things at Goodwill, including a side table that looked like the finish had been applied with a knife.
We picked up some compost and furtilizer from Menards, and wasted no time in applying the stuff on the grass.
It took bloody ages to deposit the granules on just the front lawn. Up and down, side to side, diagonal to diagonal many times over, I started to doubt if anything was dropping out of the spreader, so I checked that, and everything was working as expected. At the end, the thought of doing the back lawn is daunting enough to allocate a whole day plus lunch and afternoon tea.
Another Lifetime to go 