I spent the majority of Saturday buying, hauling, and spreading compost in the front yard. It was a pretty physical job and I was very tired when finished. But I also felt so proud of the job I did, and was excited for the thriving grass that would come.
Well, a little bit of that pride was stripped away when I saw my neighbor doing the same thing on Sunday... my neighbor who is... 89 years old!!!
Ugh... I've got to be more consistent at the gym...