Actually, we have almost done it. For, well, years, Tam and I -- mostly me -- have been accumulating fallen branches and twigs on the front porch, and trimmed saplings in a pile out back.
Some of it is decent firewood and we do have a fire pit. I have sorted that out in batches and stacked it in small crates. The brushpiles remained. A couple of months ago,* I picked up a canvas mini-dumpster. They're sold folded up flat, of course, and the package sat in the garage, in mute recrimination.
Or it did until yesterday. The weather was nice, the heaps were annoying, and even if we only made a little progress, it would be worth it.
The work went much better than expected, and after a couple of hours, what do you know? The porch was clear.
I felt so good about it that I went out after supper, added a stack of broken-down cardboard boxes, and there was still room for the back yard brushpile.
Still to come, calling up the provider and paying a little more to have it taken away.
Maybe we'll even plant some flowers again this year.
Downside? My back feels pretty awful. Too much bending over, not enough proper squatting. Price of age -- and of getting rid of some of the mess. And my creaky knees are, at least., not any creakier this morning than they were yesterday morning.
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* Yes, I do have only two speeds, but they're not Dead Slow and Full Stop, only Slow and Slower.
My physical therapist told me on my last visit that I need to get used to daily stretching to help keep things relatively pain-free and functional. I struggle to find time, but when I do, it certainly helps.
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