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Thanks for the comments about my mother.
I haven't run out of stories about the goofy things that people say to me.
And I warn anybody that will listen to me about the crazy people I've dealt with, and to avoid them.
My friend from high school showed up to help, and he mowed my crazy overgrown weed filled backyard, and chainsawed the neighbors tree that had fallen across my backyard. Then cut down my tree because the falling tree broke off the top half of my tree when it fell.
He did a crazy amount of work. He also got rid of all the volunteer trees that had gotten too big for me to cut.
I got poison ivy on my hands and wrists. It was everywhere, and I knew it was there, but I thought it might not bother me. I was wrong. I felt totally useless while he was just cutting everything down in my yard. I still have areas left to clean up and groundhog holes to fill.
But at least I'm starting from something that I might be able to control and keep up with.
It was just neglected too long, then had the neighbors tree drop across it the week before.
The next day we went to my moms and cleared out all of the old paint and chemicals from the basement and took them to the local dump to be disposed of properly. We completely filled the back of the pickup bed. It wasn't everything, but it was everything out of the house.
We even found poison ivy killer, and he sprayed it at my house. Better late than never.
He was a huge help.
I talked to the neighbor, and he will pull the rest of his tree, and my cut tree, out of my way before the snow falls. He doesn't complain when I don't get my backyard mowed, so I'm not going to complain about his tree falling across my yard. I don't talk to him very often, but at least he's not crazy. I don't know if he would say the same thing about me or not.
And last night and today I decided that I was just going to stitch and do nothing else.
I'm going to have to work on an organizational schedule that isn't all or nothing. I just haven't found it yet.
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