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9:08 a.m. - Saturday, May. 01, 2004 The time of year when you can hang your clothes outside to dry. The time of year you can go out and get some fresh air. The time of year when you can make yummy sun tea. The time of year when you get to mow your yard. I need to gripe about mine. Once Spring sprung, I told L that he needed to take better care of the yard this year because I was going to be damned if I spent another summer getting emails from his dad asking about the yard, getting threats that his uncle would throw us off the land we live on (we rent it from him), getting just griped at in general because he was too lazy to get out and mow. All he said was, "If they start in on you, tell them to bring it to me." Fine. L's dad has been here and complained about the yard and I'm sure that his other family memebers have called him and told him that he needs to mow it. I have been after him since before I left for Easter at my Mom's to mow the yard. He has had plenty of time and opportunity and all he has done is be lazy and make excuses. Typical. I'm so sick of looking at our rainforest that used to be a yard that I have considered seeing if my MIL would babysit Jesse while I mowed it. I was complaining to Mom (she has seen the yard and is just as disgusted as I am)and told her what I was considering and she said that I shouldn't do it because that's for him to do. Yes, that's true. But usually if Beth is doing it it's because L won't. But I am sick of picking up his slack. So, fine. I'm not mowing the yard. L said that he was going to mow yesterday and he didn't. He said that he was waiting to get the weedeater from his dad. "What's wrong with our weedeater? What's wrong with our mower?" "It won't cut grass that high." (Yes, you read that right and yes it's "that high") So, I get an email from my FIL lastnight: Did L get the yard mowed? and I wrote back: No. He had claimed that he would get to it today after he got back from Kirby but of course he didn't. I'll try to make sure that he gets to it before he goes into work tomorrow-I'm getting sick of looking at it, too. I get this email from him this morning: Call or email me today if he doesn't do it. Dallas is going to make him move if he doesn't take care of it. I don't know what it is going to take to make him realize that. Can't he just compare his yard to the neighbors? So, I'm sending him this email: I don' t know what it's going to take, either. I wish there was someone that he would listen to, but apparently there isn't because he just lets it go and lets it go. I have been after him since before Easter and he has had every chance and every opportunity. I realize he is your son and you love him and I am sorry to say this but I think he is just lazy and it gets on my nerves to have to tell him over and over to do things like mow the yard. In all honesty, he's 25 and he needs to start acting like it and take some responsibility. He and I go around and around about that yard, about a lot of things and he never listens. Anyway, I'll email you later on and let you know if he has or not.
Now, that may ruffle feathers, but I don't care. His family babies him. L and I got into it about the yard a few days ago and he told me that his dad had said that he was going to come around with his weedeater. He shouldn't have to! He shouldn't do it for him when it's HIS yard! Mom and Jeff come here and it happens that the yard is so bad, they end up mowing it and I hate that! It's crazy. I'd bet that they mowed it more times last year than he did. Well, anyway, I need to run to town for baby things and I need to get dressed. I hope ya'll are having a better day than I am.
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