Nothing like being subtlely chastised by your neighbor about your creeping charlie and then spending your entire Saturday working in the yard. I planned to get up and skip a shower, then mow the lawn early and shower afterwards so I could get on to some real work. So much for that plan. I didn’t get that shower until 6:30.
And now my arms hurt. And I’m sunburnt. But my yard looks nice.
Stupid neighbors.
OK, this is going to sound a little racist. I guess it is. But out here in California, we have these things called “Mexican Lawn Armies.” And it’s just a bunch of Hispanic guys who pull up in a pickup truck and jump out and do your whole lawn really really quickly, and then jump back into their truck and drive to the next place in their “route”.
Oh, it’s an organized business. Maybe I should’ve said that first. They don’t just show up randomly.
Our landlord hired a crew, and they come sometime while we’re at work. But one time they came at 6:00am (maybe 7am?) and they were weed whacking right outside my bedroom window and I couldn’t sleep.
Anyhow, it’s nice to not have to take care of my own yard. But I don’t get the benefits of owning either.
I believe that their official slogan is “if it isn’t our yard, we’ll mow it!”