With plan in hand, they arrived with electric saws, picks and some other things I’m not going to pretend to remember. The project was divided into three sections, one being completed each weekend. The very front of the yard, closest to the street, was up first.
It was populated with three shrubs, insects and random trash that passersby decided would make for decorative accents. We decided to remove the shrubs, relocate the hostas and lilies, and re-soil the area. This would serve as the flowering portion of the garden and would have the most color.
It took most of the day, and my plan was to use the time to clean out the basement. Something that I was overdue in getting done. That didn’t happen. I spent most of the day running around trying to find requested items and tools I knew were in the house.
This led to my first revelation: there are times when you need to bite the bullet and just purge and organize. I knew the house was cluttered. I knew it was the main reason I felt so scattered and all over the place. Now, it was hitting me like a ton of bricks. I’m surrounded by too much crap.
By the end of the day, I was tired. It felt like I was out in the yard working, but I wasn’t. I spent the day running up and down three flights of stairs, moving boxes, digging in the basement and racking my brain trying to figure out where any one piece of equipment could be found. It was exhausting.
But, it was no time to rest. Next we needed to do some planting. So, I grabbed mom and headed off to the Super Wal-Mart.
