So it took twelve tries
But I finally found someone who would mow the yard. Beginning with cutting down the very tall weeds in the back. The first day cost me more than my first car, and I was happy to pay that. Because it’s done. And while it’s raggedy it will get better with time. And hopefully I will be able to make it much less of a problem in the long run by simply paying someone to do it for me.
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Sometimes a man’s got to do what a man’s got to do.
Pay someone else.
I’ve come to that same conclusion, as much as I hate paying other people to work on things I know I could do if I were in better shape.
Damn desk job is killing me.
We had a wet spot appear on the ceiling in the garage during Irma, and we need a real roofer to look at it. It’s right at the skinniest spot of the roof, where the nails are gonna be sticking in your back, and you’ve got to be lying flat on your stomach to work there.
I was talking about getting up in the crawl space and trying to see what it is, but we both know people who fell through their ceilings. It’s not a pretty or pleasant thing to go through. When you figure the hospital co-pays and other costs, it’ll be much cheaper to call someone who really knows what they’re doing. As opposed to me.
Sometimes it’s just like Ed Bonderenka says.
I’ve seen your backyard. Whatever you paid wasn’t enough.
You gonna have ’em come out once a month or something?
My family (parents, grandparents, etc.) always considered paying someone for stuff like that to be an admission of some personal defeat.
I don’t.
We all have to prioritize our time in life, is all.
B: Once a week.
Harry, I have no issue admitting defeat here.
SG: I have done exactly this thing. No fun.
I went up on our roof to power wash the house but after 10 minutes I decided discretion was the better part of valor and retreated
I don’t bounce like I used to. Cost for someone else to do it versus hospital bills was basic math.
Hey Og, you know the various house things I’ve been doing. You think I’m pressing my luck?
P: You’re ten years older than me but you play racquetball every day. Stay off of ladders and high places and you’ll be fine.
Gerry: Yes. Knowing your limitations is a big yes.
Sometimes that is the best way to handle it. Priorities on what really needs done, dump the rest off.
After getting a dx of mitral valve prolapse last year, Doc suggested I not go up on the roof or use tall ladders. So i got a harness & tie myself off. Somebody hasta clean the gutters.
Before I left Wasilla, I was paying $75 for yard work twice a month. If I didn’t keep it mowed, the moose cows would bring their calves in the yard to teach them how to browse, because it was the only yard in the neighborhood that was fenced in and safe from dogs.
Damn, it’s good to see you, Liz! I lost all my contact information with my old phone. Email me when you can