Ooo! Look - a squirrel...

Today I conquered The Big Green Monster (aka:  my yard).  But I gotta tell you how my day started first. 

I get up at 8:00, my bladder screaming cause I slept an hour late.  What I would give to be able to sleep until noon again... sigh.  So I'm up.  Coffee and a little Hay Day to start my day.  I didn't want to start on the yard too early.  Just in case one of the neighbors was actually getting to sleep in.  And to be honest, it had gotten so tall that it needed time to dry out from the over night dew.  I know, I should be ashamed.  I'll work on that...  Ok, back to my coffee and game, I think - hey I need to clean up the kitchen.  But then I'm still in my pj's.  So I should really get dressed first.  Since I'm getting dressed, I should put a load of laundry in the wash.  Coffee kicks in, guess I should clean up the bathroom while I'm in here.  Ooo!  The trash can's full.  Gotta dump that.  Well, crap, the trash compactor's full too.  Pull out the bag that weighs as much as I do, better fill it up more cause the mail basket needs to be cleaned out, there's crap in the living room that needs to be thrown away, the fridge needs to be cleaned out.  And close to 2 hours later, I finally get to cleaning up the kitchen.  Seriously, how do I get off task so bad.  I need that tshirt that says ADHD - ooo! Look a Squirrel.

When you think about it, 2 acres isn't that much.  Even with a half acre fenced, it still doesn't scream that it's a daunting task.  So, I don't think about it.  Cause the Big Green has kicked my butt more than once.  Granted before the snazzy new lawn mower that Honey bought this year, mowing was more about man handling the belt back on the mower than it was riding and feeling the breeze on your face.  Here's my thing - when Honey mows, the yard looks perfect.  Not a blade of grass out of place.  Not a pile of clippings anywhere - and we don't have a bagger.  When I mow, there's lines.  There's piles.  What the crap??  Same mower - 2 different results???  I don't get it.  So I just do the best I can and apologize to the neighborhood. 

But today, today I am woman - hear me roar.  I not only figured out how to operate the weedeater, but I also figured out how to add new line to it.  Yeah, that's right, today I am queen of the Big Green.  Remember that half acre that's fenced?  You have to weedeat ALL THE WAY around it when the roundup wears off.  Needless to say, my arms are limp as noodles right now.  Somehow I managed to wash my hair in the shower.  No way these arms were going over my head for any length of time.  My sweet sistagirl (sister-in-law) came over to blow dry my hair for me.  But I convinced her that it's ok for it to air dry and we had some much needed girl time. 

Check off the weedeater on my to do list.  Although right now I'm thinking that I should have left that job for Honey when he comes home again.  :-)