Vitamin D in the Form of Yard Work

Yesterday Belén went down for a nap around 2pm (her nap times are all screwed up) and I immediately implored Andy if he could help me with yard work for one hour.  He mumbled under his breath that he had been planning to work on the boat but then agreed to help.

I say ‘agreed’ but ‘agreed’ is not really the right word by itself.  I should say “begrudgingly, reluctantly, unenthusiastically, hesitantly agreed” and then the minute we were in the backyard, the look on his face was as if he were a slave who had been pushing a hand mill non-stop for 86 days..in a dessert.

There are two things I know without a doubt Andy is not going to willingly do….yard work and playing games.  He despises both of them with a passion and tries to avoid them like the plague.  In fact, I am surprised we don’t live in a condo by now because we really are not good at nor enjoy taking care of our lawn.  This is a big part of the reason the square footage of grass went from something like 800 to less than 100 in the past year (we also got a sweet grill and patio instead).  Andy really hates to mow the lawn and I won’t do it because my allergies go nuts.  We have paid people to do it in the past, but now we are trying to tighten our belts and that service blows the budget.

In fact, I can show you exactly what Andy’s face looked like the minute he stepped out into the backyard because I have a picture of it on him as a little kid when he was very upset that his mom had put makeup on his face for his Halloween costume (only girls wear makeup).

This is the face I was dealing with.

I tried to be extra cheerful as we worked together on cleaning up the fall leaves still resting/rotting all over our yard.  We made a ton of progress.  I tilled the garden, raked up leaves, sprayed Round-Up on some weeds, put Thrive on the plants, picked off the dead parts of the plants  and even potted some seeds for the garden…more on that in another post.  Andy was even more productive as he power washed the patio, raked, removed random pieces of wood scattered about the yard, mowed, did some Rounding-Up himself, cut down an overgrown tree and more.  After an hour and a half, Belén work up so I carried her on my back in the Ergo carrier so I was not able to do as much as Andy was doing, nor work with chemicals.

And I kid you not…Andy continued with the same “makeup cowboy” demeanor until he had an excuse to use his chainsaw.

Only his Husqvarna can put a half smile on his face while doing yard work.

I on the other hand was thrilled with our three hours in the sun even if it was in the form of yard work.  I have been complaining about feeling weak and tired in the afternoons presumably from the amoxocillin I am still on, but a couple of hours in the sun and I felt like a new woman.  You gotta love Vitamin D!  Belén was also digging her view of the world from the Ergo.  I think we have been way too couped up lately and despite the begrudgingness of my usually  game husband, I believe it was just what the doctor ordered.

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