Now your yard looks like mine, refreshing, no? JK, somehow yours still looks neater, sigh. Couldn't you trick the guy into helping you again (that rental company thingy)?
Get Greg to ask Dad to come help! He'd be happy to bring his big rototiller and he probably do it all for you! All he usually asks for in return is a home cooked meal! It's a pretty sweet trade! :)
But the worst, horrible part is over!
ReplyDeleteI didn't even get the whole thing roto-tilled. :( But I think I am just going to say "fuck it" and leave it as is.
ReplyDeleteWe have a video somewhere of me being buffeted all around what is now the veg garden by a rototiller. It about killed me.
ReplyDeleteI didn't know it would be so bad! I can't believe there are people who do it every year.
ReplyDeleteJust think how nice it will be to plant in that ...once you've recovered .that is.
ReplyDeleteIt's true! Once I can hold a shovel again it *will* be nice. :)
ReplyDeleteYour title pretty much says it all. My back is sore just thinking about it!
ReplyDeleteNow your yard looks like mine, refreshing, no? JK, somehow yours still looks neater, sigh. Couldn't you trick the guy into helping you again (that rental company thingy)?
ReplyDeleteOh man, I wish! I borrowed this from Greg's sister and she is laid up with a fractured kneecap, so it wasn't an option to make her help me. :)
ReplyDeleteGet Greg to ask Dad to come help! He'd be happy to bring his big rototiller and he probably do it all for you! All he usually asks for in return is a home cooked meal! It's a pretty sweet trade! :)
ReplyDeleteKind of makes you reconsider the merits of roundup.
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