The dirt on my morning commute
Was driving along this morning, grooving to Ice Cube's "You Can Do It," and I saw IT: A HUGE pile of mulch in one of the garden centers I pass. It's almost time for this routine again, friends and neighbors:
1) Christine calls the mulch place. I always go to the same place, because if you spend $100 with them, you get 20 percent off for the rest of the year. I usually drop at least $80-$90 on mulch. The fun of home ownership, especially in a neighborhood where everyone's yard looks like the Lawn Doctor brochure.
2) Mulch place dumps a few yards in the driveway, and I cover it with a tarp. Funny aside: I ordered 2.5 yards last year, and the dude knocked on the door and asked M: "I dumped 5 yards in the driveway. Where do you want the other 20?" We laughed ourselves silly. It's called a decimal point, guys.
3) We proceed to steer the cars around the pile for weeks.
4) M starts asking me when it's going to be spread.
5) Around August, I get aggravated with the little bit left and dump it in the side yard.
6) M tells me not to order so much next year.
7) Repeat next spring.
1) Christine calls the mulch place. I always go to the same place, because if you spend $100 with them, you get 20 percent off for the rest of the year. I usually drop at least $80-$90 on mulch. The fun of home ownership, especially in a neighborhood where everyone's yard looks like the Lawn Doctor brochure.
2) Mulch place dumps a few yards in the driveway, and I cover it with a tarp. Funny aside: I ordered 2.5 yards last year, and the dude knocked on the door and asked M: "I dumped 5 yards in the driveway. Where do you want the other 20?" We laughed ourselves silly. It's called a decimal point, guys.
3) We proceed to steer the cars around the pile for weeks.
4) M starts asking me when it's going to be spread.
5) Around August, I get aggravated with the little bit left and dump it in the side yard.
6) M tells me not to order so much next year.
7) Repeat next spring.
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