This morning, I am exhausted. I've now been up almost 27 hours as I start writing this post. Sundays/Mondays are like that due to my work schedule.
This morning, I went off in search of a tree service company. I had seen their address, and figured I'd go look, and had no luck. When I thought I had struck out, I saw another giant truck from the same company as the one I stopped at last Wednesday. I stopped and gave this crew my address. When they asked how many loads, I said "one, two, five, all of em!"
Last night I did some math. Well, I asked Google to do it for me. I figure it'd take 815 cubic yards of mulch to mulch our property a foot deep. So anything less than that, we have a use for. Anything more, and we'll have problems I reckon.
I've never seen that much of anything, but it's about 407 pickup truck loads. Sounds pretty good.
I got home and got to catch an uppener in the act. The ones perpetrating the uppening are none other than...
I interrogated the subject as to the whereabouts of his family, how involved he was in the underground operation, and who their supporters are. After he proved silent, I buried him alive.
That's excessive, especially considering Melissa likes grass all of a sudden. I'll remind her of that next time she uses it as an excuse not to go outside with me.
With that in mind, 400 cubic yards is perfectly fine. Probably way more than enough.
I'm going to bed. I'm almost up to twenty eight hours now.
Have a good Monday!
Nate
