I have to gripe. Couple years back the lady who owns the house in the back had a new fence installed for her yard. Very nice. My Dad passed away a few years ago so I'm in charge now. Caretaker of the land my land. We have a spacious backyard. Tall fence way in the back for privacy. Thin slats of wood intertwined with metal coils. My Dad would do some things in a totally makeshift sort of way. Used to have morning glories creep up it back in the day but now the English Ivy got to it. Dilapidated. Can't afford a new fence right now. DOGE never sent me my check. Ordered some dog barrier fences online to fix some gaps at both ends. Cleaning up there the other day. Noticed many empty Sakrete plastic bags saying cement and sand and stuff beyond the barrier fence but still my property. Also some old latticework. Plastic bottles of Poland Spring with a lot of water still inside. Wasn't there before. A mess. Look I don't even mind if you piss on my tree but what's with people not being able to finish off a simple 16 oz. bottle of water? You don't have to be a Columbo to figure the fence installers left all that garbage there.
Taking away from my blogging time ya know? What would Homan do?
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