When last we left off, our intrepid heroines had decided to fire the lying, cheating landscapers hired by their landlords and take care of the yard on their own (click here to revisit that episode of this soap opera). Since that time, even though the service was not requested the sneaky landscapers came to do "Spring Clean Up". Our work at home heroine was at the post office at the time, otherwise she would have sent them packing. They "cleaned up" so well that they destroyed at least two beds of freshly bloomed daffodils, causing our duo to cry in agony at the site. Then the landscapers had the gall to send a bill for their butchery causing further raging from the duo. The duo pointed the damage out to the landlord, who we must admit is a bit of an anal retentive freak and was just happy the yard looked so clean. His wife was much more understanding about the ruined daffodils.
A week later, those sneaky bastards of landscapers, waited in hiding until our work at home heroine left yet again for her 15 MINUTE trip to the post office and swooped in and cut the lawn and were gone again before she got back. This time there was much wringing of hands because they broke two of the patio lights our duo had just installed two weeks prior. Our duo believe they have gotten their message across to the landscapers (via no payment, funny how quickly the message gets across) since it has now been three weeks with no covert visits from them. However, by this time the grass has grown alarmingly quickly and the duo, having taken their stand, must cut the lawn. Funny thing...they took on the landscaping world without owning a lawn mower. It was all very well planned out when they made this decision. They even priced lawn mowers and edgers and other cool toys. Since then finances have taken a nasty down turn (VERY NASTY) and they have made the rough decision to pay rent, eat, feed the felines, pay off Ceasar on 4/15, etc. leaving no dough left for lawn equipment.
Don't worry though, they are resourceful! They have two very generous parental units who offered to loan them their lawn mower. So, on Friday a trip was made to pick up the loaner and the plan was to mow the yard that has now turned into a mini jungle over the weekend. Of course Mother Nature had different plans with predictions of rain all weekend but they would prevail. Saturday morning dawned very cloudy but no rain so one of our heroines went to work to bolster finances and the remaining heroine took on the lawn. The lawn mower is electric so she gathered her outdoor extension cords, grabbed her ipod and started to mow the lawn. She was feeling very proud of herself as she started to mow (here we should point out that neither of our heroines has mowed a lawn since they were 12 and mowed neighborhood lawns for extra cabbage). She got one patch of lawn mowed before the accursed machine turned off. Not a problem, she had just pulled the extension cord out. Plugging it back in, she started off again when the damn machine turned off again. This time all extension cords were still plugged in. After some searching and much cursing under breath, she determined that the fuse had blown. She switched the fuse back on, tredged over to the machine and tried to turn it on again and all she got was the click of the fuse blowing again. After trying different extension cords, different outlets, different outlets on a different fuse she decided this problem was beyond her very limited expertise. The good news was the father was coming down that afternoon for the Kentucky Derby and she had every faith that he would fix the problem, because that's what Dad does. However, even this problem was beyond Dad and it was decided the lawn mower might be dead.
So now, the yard still resembles a jungle and soon the landlords will complain at the unsightliness. Stay tuned as this week (today) our heroines are entering the male chauvinst world of Home Depot to purchase a lawn mower. They will attempt to deceive the sales help at the local Home Depot into thinking our heroines actually have a clue as to what they are doing. Will they prevail and come home with the necessary equipment? Will the lawn get mowed before they have to go to plan B? Do they have a Plan B?
This has been part of this weeks Monday Mission: this week's mission is to write a post in the style of a soap opera update, starting with the words "When we last left off..." Please go visit Painted Maypole to see all the other Monday Mission entries.
A week later, those sneaky bastards of landscapers, waited in hiding until our work at home heroine left yet again for her 15 MINUTE trip to the post office and swooped in and cut the lawn and were gone again before she got back. This time there was much wringing of hands because they broke two of the patio lights our duo had just installed two weeks prior. Our duo believe they have gotten their message across to the landscapers (via no payment, funny how quickly the message gets across) since it has now been three weeks with no covert visits from them. However, by this time the grass has grown alarmingly quickly and the duo, having taken their stand, must cut the lawn. Funny thing...they took on the landscaping world without owning a lawn mower. It was all very well planned out when they made this decision. They even priced lawn mowers and edgers and other cool toys. Since then finances have taken a nasty down turn (VERY NASTY) and they have made the rough decision to pay rent, eat, feed the felines, pay off Ceasar on 4/15, etc. leaving no dough left for lawn equipment.
Don't worry though, they are resourceful! They have two very generous parental units who offered to loan them their lawn mower. So, on Friday a trip was made to pick up the loaner and the plan was to mow the yard that has now turned into a mini jungle over the weekend. Of course Mother Nature had different plans with predictions of rain all weekend but they would prevail. Saturday morning dawned very cloudy but no rain so one of our heroines went to work to bolster finances and the remaining heroine took on the lawn. The lawn mower is electric so she gathered her outdoor extension cords, grabbed her ipod and started to mow the lawn. She was feeling very proud of herself as she started to mow (here we should point out that neither of our heroines has mowed a lawn since they were 12 and mowed neighborhood lawns for extra cabbage). She got one patch of lawn mowed before the accursed machine turned off. Not a problem, she had just pulled the extension cord out. Plugging it back in, she started off again when the damn machine turned off again. This time all extension cords were still plugged in. After some searching and much cursing under breath, she determined that the fuse had blown. She switched the fuse back on, tredged over to the machine and tried to turn it on again and all she got was the click of the fuse blowing again. After trying different extension cords, different outlets, different outlets on a different fuse she decided this problem was beyond her very limited expertise. The good news was the father was coming down that afternoon for the Kentucky Derby and she had every faith that he would fix the problem, because that's what Dad does. However, even this problem was beyond Dad and it was decided the lawn mower might be dead.
So now, the yard still resembles a jungle and soon the landlords will complain at the unsightliness. Stay tuned as this week (today) our heroines are entering the male chauvinst world of Home Depot to purchase a lawn mower. They will attempt to deceive the sales help at the local Home Depot into thinking our heroines actually have a clue as to what they are doing. Will they prevail and come home with the necessary equipment? Will the lawn get mowed before they have to go to plan B? Do they have a Plan B?
This has been part of this weeks Monday Mission: this week's mission is to write a post in the style of a soap opera update, starting with the words "When we last left off..." Please go visit Painted Maypole to see all the other Monday Mission entries.
2 comments:
thanks for playing! and those crazy lawn guys! terrible.
but take my advice: buy the TORO PERSONAL PACE LAWNMOWER. It will cost a wee bit more, but it is leaps and bounds better than "self-propelled." I LOVE my lawnmower. And I'm not into yard care.
I would have had some words for those landscaping guys!
You are quite funny, I very much enjoyed this!
And me, I have to have someone else mow the lawn. The Sergeant does it when he's home, of course, but when he's not....I pay neighborhood kids. Because about five seconds after one blade of grass is cut I have a migraine and my eyes are swollen to slits. Ugh.
How did the lawn mower hunt go??
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