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So I've been in my new house (got about a 5 acres) for some months now and I told the wife I wanted to "plant a ton of shit" this spring. So the genius I am I went online and went apeshit buying fruit trees, hedge type willows, blossoming cherry trees, and good fucking grief I am now exhausted. My soft city boy hands are fucking killing me.
But it gets worse. For no good fucking reason I bought 2 trees from the Missouri Dept of Conservation, and I was stoned and didn't realize they were 10 trees each. So now I have 20 fucking trees incoming FML.
And two weeks from now I have a cement truck coming for a slab pour so I can build the little woman a greenhouse to go play in and leave me alone, but of course I suspect I overdid the size of it (going to build a 12x20 footer).
Anyway. Since I don't want to do prison time for murder had to get all that shit off my chest. Does anyone else have this kind of mental problem (hatching ridiculous landscaping plots they struggle to finish) or am I alone here. alm:
But it gets worse. For no good fucking reason I bought 2 trees from the Missouri Dept of Conservation, and I was stoned and didn't realize they were 10 trees each. So now I have 20 fucking trees incoming FML.
And two weeks from now I have a cement truck coming for a slab pour so I can build the little woman a greenhouse to go play in and leave me alone, but of course I suspect I overdid the size of it (going to build a 12x20 footer).
Anyway. Since I don't want to do prison time for murder had to get all that shit off my chest. Does anyone else have this kind of mental problem (hatching ridiculous landscaping plots they struggle to finish) or am I alone here. alm: