Another Busy and Fulfilling Day

Blue Potato bush, also called Paraguay Nightshade. Basically, a pain in the butt.


I thought that I might play golf today. Then I remembered that Son Sneed had to go to the dentist. I thought his appointment was at 9:00 am, so I was thinking I could get to the golf course by 10:30 at the latest. Then Son Sneed told me his appointment was at 2:00 pm, not 9:00 am, so I figured I could go right away.

That's when Larry the Bug Guy showed up. Larry was early, he arrived at 7:30 am. Joyce, my neighbor is usually his first stop, but Joyce is out of town or something, so at 7:30 am he showed up. This shouldn't have been a problem dentist-wise or golf-wise, except that Larry the Bug Guy started bitching about the Blue Potato bush on the side of the house. Larry the Bug Guy said he was having trouble spraying the side of the house because the bush was blocking his way.

I figured that I could trim the bush, still be at the golf course by 9:00 am and be home by 1:30 pm to drive Son Sneed to the dentist. The problem was that when I trimmed the bush with the hedge clipper, I was left with a mass of dead sticks. Evidently, most of the bush was dead. So, I figured I better just cut it down.

When I cut it down there was about ten times more dead branches than I could fit in my garbage barrel. I got my neighbor Tracy's barrel, since she is living at her boyfriend's and has no use for it. After filling that, I got my neighbor Vera's, since she lives in a major eastern city and wouldn't be back until Christmas.

I filled up Vera's barrel too and took some stuff over to Joyce's barrel since she is also gone. Luckily, the trash guy comes tomorrow, so I took all the barrels to the curb for pick up.

Since I still had a ton of debris. I decided to go to the dump, which I should have done in the first place. Son Sneed and I loaded up the truck and it was off to the dump.

On the way home from the dump I remembered that Mrs. Sneed wanted me to buy a storage shed, so I drove to Costco to get it. By then golf was out of the question. Son Sneed and I spent a couple of hours putting the thing together, before it was time for the dentist. We came back after his appointment and finished it. It looks super, but Mrs.Sneed wishes it was bigger, because our house is short on storage space.

I was going to sit down and rest, but I remembered that I had to cut up the giant box the shed came in, so that the recycling guy can take it away tomorrow. I filled my recycling barrel and had to go get Vera's to finish the job.

I did manage to sit down for a few minutes before it was time to go to bowling. I never made it to golf, but luckily for me there is always tomorrow. I don't know how I got anything done when I had a job.

Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky