Broken Trees
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@Rainman said in Broken Trees:
Outside hard work for me and my brother was like some sort of 11th commandment or something, and always landed on my Saturdays.
Not sure why I'm even commenting. I bet most guys on this forum had the same or similar expectation when growing up.
Damn... it was like I was reading MY story about growing up.
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In my family, the sons were the royalty, and the daughters were the maids and outdoor workers. Really, this happened in every family on my mother's side of the tree.
My brother thought everything was owed to him, but I learned to work. That included school work, too.
That's how I could buy my motorcycle and freedom during my teens. I wasn't home much during those years. I loved my little Honda.
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@brenda said in Broken Trees:
In my family, the sons were the royalty, and the daughters were the maids and outdoor workers. Really, this happened in every family on my mother's side of the tree.
My brother thought everything was owed to him, but I learned to work. That included school work, too.
That's how I could buy my motorcycle and freedom during my teens. I wasn't home much during those years. I loved my little Honda.
I bet you were popular with the guys!
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Tree update
- Last week I scheduled some mulch (10 yards) and Spreading Yew bushes to be delivered
- Then a big tree fell down on the spot where the mulch was to be installed
- So I scheduled a tree guy and postponed the mulch
- After a couple cancellations, the tree guy finally showed yesterday a couple hours late
- He got the tree down and destroyed the lawn between the tree and his truck, about 1500 square feet
- To insure the lawn was destroyed he blew a hydraulic line and covered the whole area with hydraulic fluid
- This fluid will kill everything and prevent anything from growing there - ever
- So the topsoil has to be removed and replaced and the lawn replaced
- The tree guy thinks he will be able to repair the tractor tomorrow and get the stupid thing out of my yard
- Just now I rescheduled the mulch/Yew guy and asked him to give me an estimate to remove the poison soil and replace the lawn
- If the tree guy comes to get his tractor tomorrow we can talk about paying for the lawn repair
- I hate this stuff
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@Mik said in Broken Trees:
@brenda said in Broken Trees:
In my family, the sons were the royalty, and the daughters were the maids and outdoor workers. Really, this happened in every family on my mother's side of the tree.
My brother thought everything was owed to him, but I learned to work. That included school work, too.
That's how I could buy my motorcycle and freedom during my teens. I wasn't home much during those years. I loved my little Honda.
I bet you were popular with the guys!
How did you know my Honda was blue?
It was!
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What a mess, Copper. Yes, I hate that kind of stuff, too, but you've had more than your fair share of late.
Make them pay! And make them clean it up to your satisfaction, too.
It's okay to say holy cow. You've earned the right to do so.
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Sorry to hear about this, Copper. I suppose we've all been in the "OK, I can't imagine anything else going wrong" and then, surprise!!
Curious if any insurance kicks in from anywhere? It seems you are concerned the tractor guy might disappear, or drag his heels.
Wait. Why don't I wait until this mess is over for you, then you can fill us in.
I would suggest a Jolly.
Watch him work, while you have some big AK-15 in your hands, rocking gently in a rocking chair. No talking.