Don't Fence Me In

My husband took down part of our fence so he could drive the truck into the backyard and unload some sand for the pool.

But did he put the fence back up when he was done?

Uh...I don't think so.



Yeah, that's safe.



So after a week (I would have left it longer, but the neighbors got back from vacay and although their dog came traipsing through repeatedly, I didn't think the kids should.) I put it back up my damn self.



Sherrypg

Note: Since blogger hates me and Sleeping Mommy had to totally help me with the images, it has been a three weeks since this incident took place. Guess what?



Our new mower doesn't fit through the back gate. Yeppers, the fence panel is down again. At least he put it over by the house and has the nails pointed down this time. But, I had to go take the ladder out of the pool so the neighborhood kids wouldn't go for a swim without us. Gotta luv'em.

~Sherrypg

My update (sans pictures)...

Well, the black raspberry bush is still intact. I'll let the dog take care of it for now. He pees on it quite nicely. (And yes, I make sure the kids pick berries from the top of it and wash them before they eat them. The Husband wasn't doing that. EW! FREAKIN' EW!!)

The garage is cleaned merely by closing the door (that is until I have the time to get at it. I tried explaining that it would make a much better creature shop after it's cleaned up. Then I can systematically throw crap out he'll never even notice.) I wouldn't want to totally clean it out because 1) it would take me years and 2) his life insurance policy isn't large enough yet. He'd surely die of a heart attack and if that's going to be the case, it'd better benefit me and the kids. ;0P

The yard isn't nearly as bad except the children have decided to put water into the sandbox because "we want a sand igloo mommy!" Yeah, great. Not to mention a mass of icky wet sand (which also tracks through my house. From now on they get hosed down OUTSIDE before they come in. Tomorrow it will be under the guise of washing the dog. Heh heh.)

And the table - that's stayed fairly clean only because I attack it almost daily. Poor kidlin only had three people show up to her b'day party, so there wasn't mounds of presents sitting there like there was for the previous party. (And soon that table will be replaced. I'm trying to get rid of the buffet and china cabinet too, but prefer to sell those for whatever I can get for them. The table, however, comes right off it's base. To the curb it goes once we get another hand me down one (in much better condition) from a friend.)

Slowly but surely it's cleaning up. And through the strike, we haven't seen nary a scab cross the picket line!

~Goob

I am on strike

And this raspberry bush may have to go.

See the nice fence? Apparently that means you can leave the yard looking like this...
Ammie, when you have a garage, it ends up looking like this... (And to think some people actually park cars in their garage. What silly people!)

And of course, the dining room table again. This time the culprit is just as much Kasha as it is my husband. (Of course! Who do you think she takes after?) That's birthday stuff from early June that she "had nowhere to put it." I have a great place to put it! How about a big, black garbage bag?!

The deadline is one week. Echo's birthday party is next weekend.