Welcome to day 25 of the 2nd Annual Spanking A to Z blog challenge. We’re almost done! This month, spanking fiction authors have been blogging to a different letter of the alphabet, beginning with A and ending with Z. Many of the blogs, focus on some aspect of spanking and/or the authors’ books, but you’ll also run across random, but fun topics.
Y is for Yard work.
My feelings for yard work can be summed up in two words: hate it.
You can dress it up and call it “gardening” but that doesn’t change anything.
I love having a nicely landscaped yard; I hate the mowing, weeding, pruning, planting, watering, etc. I do as little of it as I can get away with and even get others to do my yard work every now and then.
I have mowed the lawn exactly three times in my entire life:
- Once when I was single. I’d bought my first house. I borrowed a lawnmower from my parents and mowed my lawn. After my nap, I got on the phone and hired a gardener.
- Once when my husband’s back went out.
- Once when I asked my husband for help with resealing our wood deck (a 3-hour job) and he said he couldn’t help me because he needed to mow the lawn (a 15 minute job for him). So I traded him. It took me ½ hour, but it was best trade I ever made.
In our previous house in Seattle, somehow the chores got divided thusly: my husband mowed lawn and I did the weeding and watering. Mowing the lawn took him 10-15 minutes per week. Weeding took me 45 minutes per week and the watering 1 ½ hours every other day in the summer. We didn’t have automatic sprinklers so I had to keep running outside to move the hose. So my portion of the yard work was 5-6 hours per week; his was ¼ hour per week.
Then we moved to Missouri. I learned from my mistake and made sure we put down a weed barrier in the landscape beds and installed automatic sprinklers. We have much larger yard and my husband now uses a riding mower. It takes him about ½ to ¾ hour to mow. My time spent on yard work: 0.
We’re almost at the end of SpankA2Z. One more day!