We declared today ‘yard work day’.  The plan was to bust out all the yard work that has sort of stacked up over the spring and get ready for summer.  You know, mowing the lawn, trimming the bushes, weeding the garden, and spreading mulch.  That kind of stuff.  Now typically I’m not a huge yard work fan.  I don’t really like to be out getting poked in the face by sticks or getting sun burned or things like that, but today I’m loving it.  So far I’ve mowed and trimmed the front bushes.  I stole the boys iPod and made a little ‘yard work mix’ with only songs with beats.  Black Eyed Peas, Cake, Jason Mraz, and stuff like that.  And this on the hottest day of the year so far.

Here’s the funny thing.  It’s Monday.  I keep forgetting that and find myself wondering why my phone is going crazy or my emails are piling up.  Turns out everyone else is starting their week today and are being productive.  Me, I have this week ‘off’ so I need to catch up on some house stuff.  Now, when I say “off”, what I mean is that our run to Canada was cancelled and I don’t have to leave the house this week.  I still have plenty to do, but as far as leaving the house, I don’t have to.  This will one weekend of two that I will have off until the end of October so I’m making good use of it by starting early.  It’s nice breaking up the day a little by taking a phone call or checking in on emails though.

I’ve got a few more projects to knock out before the house is ready for Summer, but Kristin has already busted out on a lot of the projects, making it pretty easy to jump in and do things.  I did just break our shovel in half so it looks like I will be getting a new one of those before any more digging goes on.  I suppose it was about time for a new one anyway.

So here’s my question.  How many yard work lovers are out there?  Kristin loves being out in the sun, planting things, choosing plants for decoration, and all that.  I love it if I know well in advance that I have to do it and that’s what I have scheduled for the day.  If not it frustrates me.  Where do you fall?

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