Not Step related... When the burning platform never gets extinguished.
I am heading East to visit my parents for a week or two and to go to my 40th HS reunion after my Opthalmologist appt on the 28th.
Mom has a list of yard crap she wants dad and I to do.
Of course... I will submit to the lawn torture. Though I will give my mother a load of crap.
It is our thing. She will get all grin-ey, grumble at me, then dad and I will go have some fun figuring out whatever torture mom has set up for us. Probably, moving giant rocks (think 400Lbs +), digging up and moving not insubstantial trees, etc.. Mom will then have any number of adjustments she wants made. Of course, when it is time for lunch, she will pop her head out of the door, all ready to go to lunch, and tell dad and I to get in the car. Then...s he will giggle at us for being sweaty and stinky.
I am one to outsource any yard work. So is dad. Mom, enjoys playing in the dirt.
Hopefully, she will resign herself to no more strenuous yard work after her cardiac ablation a few weeks ago.
I can't wait to see my parents. But, I am not looking forward to the chores.
Maybe dad and I can be convenienly not at home.....
There is a reason why I live in a condo. Someone else does the yard work. I don't own the yard. I don't own exterior bldg maintenance.