We haven’t raked the leaves in our yard since last December.
Today, with our favorite Christmas playlist on in the background, we finally tackled it. A few of the interesting things we found: a cute baby snake, a Target receipt, and Abby’s missing mitten from last winter. Clearly, it was time.
Approximately 5.2 minutes into the raking, I peered over the baby strapped to my chest to see how big a pile I’d made. I’ve changed diapers more substantial than my sad little pile of leaves.
I looked up to the rest of the yard. Absolutely COVERED in leaves. And I sighed.
Ty looked up from his (much more impressive) pile. “What’s up?”
“Are we doing the whole yard today?” I asked.
“I was thinking about it. Do you need to work on something else?”
“Well, it’s just that we have a long list of stuff to do today,” I whined.
I blinked. “I don’t know, it just feels like we had a long list.”
He walked up to kiss me on the cheek. “I’m good out here if you want to run in and work on something else. But I love having you out here with me.”
I set my rake against a tree trunk and headed inside to check Evernote:
- Pay bills
- Catch up on email
- Clip the cats’ nails again, even though it feels like we just finished
In other words, just stuff. Random stuff. Nothing pressing.
I went back outside and picked up the rake. Ty was using the leaf vacuum and didn’t see me.
I raked and raked and raked.