Raked up (with Kitten's help) four trash cans full of leaves from the back lawn and bed fringes -- and that without actually cleaning out the beds of deadwood from last season. That's on next weekend's schedule.
Seriously thinking I'll need to fire off the sprinklers -- or do some manual sprinkling -- this week. Even with the frosting of snow last night, things are getting kind of dry in the front yard.
Pulled the first dandelion of the season.
Meanwhile, hilarity almost ensued as Margie started the laundry -- and while loading it up, saw water beginning to pool up on the floor. Yikes!
Turns out (after she looked online to see how to open the washer up) that it looks like the actual nozzle to fill the tub got knocked out of alignment enough to partly spray outside the tub. Got things set right, and ran the rest of the laundry without a hitch.
Though I did run out and grab another water alarm to put next to the washer.
Speaking of which, we've decided on someone to replace the sewer pipe out front -- for a third off the initial (overpriced) estimate, though that still leaves it in the high four figures. But if that gets done soon, then we can get some estimates on the landscaping we want to do out front and maybe even get that taken care of this year, too.
And so it goes.
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