Can we all pause to laugh for a minute?
I know he had the best of intentions. I know he intended on helping. And he did help...for three days...
I will be posting before and after pictures of our yard once the grass grows in (please please please grow!!!). If you go back to this post, you will find all of the projects "we" worked on.
The days he did help, he worked very hard. He pulled out the stumps to some big bushes at the end of the driveway, helped to shovel some of the rocks (but not all), and planted (most of) the grass.
(They're finally gone!!!!!!!!!!!)
Oh yeah, and I planted a vegetable garden. He tilled up the ground, but I picked out all of the grass/weeds and did the work!
All of this is in addition to all of the laundry, cleaning, finances, part-time work, cooking, taking care of the animals, etc. I (and we all!) do around the house. And there aren't even kids in the mix yet! I think all medical spouses should be considered superheroes!
When I called him out when I was working by myself and he was in the house, he said he got tired more quickly than he expected. Poor guy. I know he works hard and he deserves the down time when he can get it. But it was his idea to start all of the projects, and I knew as soon as he suggested it that I would really be doing the majority of the work.
I am thankful for the help he did give, and I am super proud of all I (we) have accomplished in the past two weeks.
But no more projects for awhile, no matter how gung-ho hubby is.