We have a hedge in the backyard that is the bane of my existence. It’s wonderful for privacy, but our neighbor likes it neat – so he trims it. (I always say, “It could grow to heaven for all I care. That’s how much I hate gardening.”) The guilt I feel that he trims it is overwhelming. It’s not enough to make me trim it myself, but it’s enough for a really good stomachache. Anyway, the past few days his side of the hedge has been trimmed, and I knew he would probably come over and trim our side, and I was searching for the Pepto-Bismol.
Enter Lloyd.
Lloyd, who had done a pretty good job sitting around doing nothing all day, turned into a dynamo around 4:30. He mowed the whole yard, then trimmed the rest of the hedge! I was on the phone with my parents when I noticed him, and it literally took the words out of my mouth. (Sorry for that, Mom & Dad.) I ‘helped’ a little bit, but this was all Lloyd. Way to go, Lloyd!