Day 13

I am a really pisspoor homeowner. I suck at doing basic maintenance stuff, in part because I don't realise it needs to be done, in part because I flake out once I realise it should be done, and in part because I am usually too broke to afford material costs.

This morning, my partner mentioned something about our lawn - it's been woefully neglected since I bought the house four or five years ago, with little other than the most basic mowing/ edging/ weedeating maintenance done to it. I haven't planted anything because I travel pretty regularly and I know my partner won't remember to water or week anything in my absence, so I haven't wanted to waste the time/ effort/ money on plantings.

He really hates doing yard work.

So this morning, when he asked me to remind him to water the lawn over the next few weeks, I was caught off-guard. Turns out, the guy he had hired to handle our mowing and such has reseeded and fertilised the front yard, and the Manflesh doesn't want that to go to waste.

As he walked me out to my car this morning, he pointed out the new growth from the reseeding. We're solidly into fall, and there are bright green shoots of young grass in the yard.

Even when everything seems to be bundling up and closing its doors against fall, something is flourishing. That's a good thing to keep in mind.