Does anybody truly enjoy weeding? Raise your hand!
I was thinking about how I put problems into boxes (compartmentalize) in my mind while I was weeding. (Hence this post.)
You see, I hate weeding. Did you hear that! HATE IT!
It's just tedious. You're bent upside down feeling like your head will pop off, showing your butt to the world. My back hurts, my knees ache. I could be doing SO many other things, but "Nooo" I am driven to do this one stupid, thankless task....aargh!
Told ya I hated it.
With our recent on and off showers and cloudy weather, I've taken the past few days to try and combat the Springtime assault of weeds in every part of my yard.
The garden is not on my list. Not yet. Part of the joy of raised beds is that there is very little weeding needed. Our "landing strips" however are a soon to be wasteland of bermuda grass. Trouble is, I need the beans and corn and squash seeds that have just sprouted to get a wee bit bigger before I start yanking.
No...I've actually been bent over pulling weeds out from of all the landscaped beds. Trees and shrubbery that hold no purpose in my life other than "curb appeal."
Freakin curb appeal!
"OK girl...Deep breaths. You can do this. Just one bed at a time. Yeah, that's it...Slow and steady wins the race."
And then you'll be done!
Only to start it all over again in a few weeks.