The weeds are back.
I feel the need to explain that our house is not on the bad side of town where everyone's yards have weeds taller than yours truly. No, we live in a nice family oriented neighborhood where just OUR house seems to grow said weeds.
Truth is, it hasn't always been this way. No, when we looked at the house, one of the things we loved was the landscaping. The prior owners paid a pretty penny on the exotic plants they have in front of the house and in the back yard. What didn't come with the house, unfortunately, was a gardner to keep the place looking as good as it did when we moved in. The gardner did offer to continue his services - for a price. We weren't ready to indulge in such luxuries as someone pulling our weeds and mowing our lawn so we said "thanks, but no thanks - we can handle it."
Fast forward 10 months (wow - has it really been 10 months?!), we have this in our exotic botanical gardens:
Rob has been really good about keeping the pool in swimmable condition, and mowing the lawn on most weekends but "life" keeps creeping up on us and sometimes, we just dont' have time to put the elbrow grease into the yard that it so desperately needs.
Rob and I vowed to devote more time to our yard so next time you come over, don't judge us. We're working on it.