I trimmed the garden plants around the tree and limbs that were lying on top of the plants. Steve has released me from weeding, perhaps because I hate it so much. I also scream bloody murder if an ant bites me, and they like my blood a lot. After an ant bites me, I quit for the day. Now my permanent job is trimming, and I would like to trim the tree in the middle of the garden (above photo). Steve has some doubt about it, but we will find out. He is probably right. Climbing the ladder might change the way I feel about trimming the tree.
Steve is still working on regaining control of the pool. The time period between the worst pain in his old hip and healing of his new hip put all efforts in pursuit of Steve’s super-animated version of home ownership in a halted state. Now he has to put in long hours everyday to get all things back on track. All things include pool recovery and maintenance, weeding 3/4 of an acre, tree trimming, and home renovation projects such as flooring, painting, and wall-busting. I hope he is finished wall-busting.