My in-laws have a huge dead tree in their backyard, and the power company is coming to cut it down tomorrow. So my husband and I went over there today for a couple of hours to clear a path for the power company to be able to walk back to the tree.
That's right,
clear a path. They have probably 1/3-1/2 acre for a backyard. It presumably was very attractive at one point in time, but is now full of leaves and ground cover. That's not the issue. I can deal with leaves and ground cover. It's the estimated 750+ black,
plastic planters (the cheap ones in which one buys plants at THD) that are inches apart in the yard. That and the multiple stacks of black, plastic
bulb trays And the collection of
buckets and trash cans and
trash in general.
Not the best pictures, as I was on my phone and trying to be subtle.
My husband has spent some time every day of the last couple of weeks clearing out junk. And he's made progress. Today was my first day going over there and while things are looking better in the garage and dining room, there's a lot more work to be done. By this point, I think his father is feeling really fragile, emotionally. Today was the first time I saw that side of him; he truly does have a sickness and it is almost unbearable for him to let go of
anything, much less the loads of stuff my husband has been hauling away. It's really sad.