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I went and hired a lawn guy. He's great. His letterhead reads The Old Guy Lawn Service. I found him through my friend Mindy. Lawn Guy's name is Jerry, and he's very kind.
I am under strict orders from my allergist to never do yard work. Darin loves doing yardwork, in fact he finds it to be relaxing, but Every Spare Second is dedicated to Dissertation -- or should be, which is how I figure that hiring Jerry is simply my way of doing my part to make sure Darin can finish Dissertation, YOU'RE WELCOME.
I began an email correspondence with Jerry, a few days after which he came to my home to give me an estimate. Later that day, I gave him some money and he spread some get-rid-of-weed stuff on the lawn, giving it a day to set in. When he arrived at our home on Friday morning to mow, he regretfully told us that the previous night his trailer with all of his lawn equipment had been stolen from the side of his house. Luckily, he's insured, so he will be able to replace it, and he was nice enough to use his personal equipment to mow for us that day, but this whole situation reminded me of what happened to my friend Gerb, about which she posted here and here. Stealing lawn mowers? Why? WHY?
Do you do your own yardwork?
If so, do you enjoy it?
How much would you pay a kid to pull weeds for you?
In other news, I'd appreciate your input on my latest poll on my sidebar, entitled "Niche".