No Job Joy #72 Weeds

Spring is a wonderful time of year. The temperature rises, the days get longer and the annual greening of the world begins.  I have never figured out though why the first thing that comes up in my yard is the weeds instead of the grass? As usual the weeds have come up full force encouraged by the perfect alternation of rain and sun. As usual my wife asks me when I am going to start pulling the weeds so they don’t multiply and slow down the grass.

Most people see weeds as a bad thing,  My wife is one of them.  She hates to see them in the lawn so she gets after me to get rid of them. Since we are trying not to use herbicides this means pulling them.   Normally this is something  I despise. My wife thinks that since I grew up on a farm I have a genetic hatred of  weeds and have a need to have a perfect yard,   She has since learned differently, as I have no real drive to have the immaculate emerald lawn that she thinks all men want. The one thing my wife has figured out is that pulling weeds for me is a bizarre type of therapy – even if I don’t like doing it. So she has been subtly prompting me to get out and pull weeds. Her prompting,  although you could almost call it nagging, is a good thing.

Green Devils

The weeds are her nemesis. So being married to her and a former farm boy she assumes they are naturally mine too. Like most men, I don’t particularly like being told what to do especially in my spare time. I also hate the fact that once I get started pulling weeds I will go till my fingers are sore and bleeding as there always seems to be more weeds than I can pull.  My wife also takes advantage of my obsession for her own personal gain.  Funny how wives learn to get what they want from their husbands.

Man on a mission

This year though the weeds are bringing a new perspective to me.  My urge to control the weeds is particularly strong this year.  It may be the over abundance of them or maybe that I have more time on my hands or maybe it just gives me another excuse to be out side.  What  ever the reason they seem to be making me happy this year.  They have given me  a new goal that I can make progress against every day.  Even though they keep coming I know I can make the yard look better everyday by going out and getting even just a few of  them.  As an added bonus, the cleaner the yard looks,  the happier my wife is,  which as every husband knows is key to a good marriage.

One thing I wish the weeds could do is get my neighbors out in the yard more.  We could get to know them better if they cared about the weeds in their yard as much as my wife.  With as many weeds as they have in their yard, we would be best friends in a matter of days.  Out there in the fresh spring air, fighting a common enemy – the weed.

Come on by

As I said this year is an especially abundant crop of spring weeds.  So if you drive by our house you will likely see one of two things. Either me on my hands and knees with a pile of pulled weeds next to me or a perfect dead grass lawn waiting to be green again with out a weed insight.