Months ago, a tree had fallen in my yard and I kept saying that I was going to cut it up into smaller pieces and let the lawn service people worry about it. As the days passed, my procrastination became greater and the tree had been rained on and started to decompose. One day when I finally decided I would go outside and cut the tree down, I pulled out my chainsaw and it refused to work. I simply turned to a tree service in Long Island and didn’t put any more effort into cutting up the tree myself.
The tree service took care of the whole thing while I was sitting inside watching a television show about a guy who builds tree houses. I was thinking how nice it would be to have my own tree house in the backyard, but something like that would cost a bit of money to put together, and I would have to do a lot of work as well. I don’t know much about building houses, and I’m sure that I don’t have the necessary math, engineering, and architectural skills to make a tree house that won’t fall over and kill me.
In the space where the tree used to be after it had fallen over, there was nothing but dirt, as the grass under it had died. I had to put down some grass seeds to get that spot to look like the rest of the lawn. If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s when my lawn looks like there is something wrong with it. If the color isn’t uniform, I’ll make adjustments to get everything perfect. If only I could put that kind of enthusiasm into cutting up dead trees when they all in my backyard. Of course, then I wouldn’t have time for tree house shows.