I win! =)
The tree guys came around last week to start doing the hurricane cuts on all
the significant trees in the community. I asked one short, bad-toothed
man if they would be trimming the HUGE tree in front of my house. He
says no. I ask 2 more times. Dunno why, laugh, but it was
hard to take no for an answer, so I kept asking.
This morning, someone knocks on my door and asks me to move my car since
they will be cutting my trees. Yay!!! I pointed to the big
fucker, and he said yes. I'm still a little leery cuz I don't think he
understood English very well, so maybe I didn't win after all.
I moved my car and on the way back inside I noticed that Galahad had his
BBQ returned from his friend. Apparently he didn't move it into the
backyard because of his shoulder injury. So, I feel all beneficent and
think I will move it for him. Go me!! It's on 2 wheels, so I
should be able to lift and roll, right?
I suck. It tipped over, smashed down onto my ankle slicing it
nicely, and spilled out all over the front porch with a giant clatter.
How embarrassing. I hope none of the tree guys witnessed that debacle.
I reassembled it and moved it another 5 feet before I gave up. Maybe
I'll try again later after I disinfect my ankle and wash the soot from my
body. =p
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