Back at it tomorrow, y’all. This front yard project needs to get DONE. Got to. So, I’m getting up early (on time) and getting my ass out there before the sun breaks through the morning overcast-ness, and this parking space is gonna be leveled. Then, later in the day, I’ll put the border in and screw it all together. Well, put down the weed barrier first. THEN screw the 4x4s together. Then this week, I need to order the gravel and have it delivered. Means I’ll be compacting that shit in the heat, but whatever. It’ll be done. THEN…demo’ing the rest of the yard. Hauling all the extra shit away. THEN…putting down all the rest of the weed barrier, putting down pavers, covering it with mulch…getting some planters, some plants…
So much to do. So much. But, we’re doing it. And it starts with getting that fucking parking space done.
I have a hard time doing projects like that. Anything to do with the house is always a big lift for me. I’ve always felt like that. It’s not something that comes to me intuitively. I’ve never felt good at it. I can do it. Clearly. I’ve done many projects on the house. But it’s always a lift. And that front yard has been a fight from the very beginning. As soon as the weeds started popping up and we realized that there was nothing underneath the landscaping but dirt. So…this is a big step, taking care of the front yard, finally. A huge step. It’s no wonder it takes so much out of me. I think the more I can just accept that and embrace the fact that it’s going to be a fight, the better.
Had a so-so nap. Got to watch the Wrexham game. We lost. Still a lot of work to do in terms of integrating the squad together, which is almost entirely new, now. Kind of wild, but true. It takes time to gel. But also, we still have a few players, namely on defense, who are probably not up to snuff. We’ll see. Definitely a different feel to the start of this season as opposed to last. There’s a jump here we have to make that wasn’t present in League One. But, we’ll get there. I have no doubt. Ownership is dedicated to it. Wrexham will be a Premier League team eventually. Not looking good for this year, though. At least so far. We’ll see.
I love my Wrexham mornings. I sleep in a little bit. Grab the laundry and get that started. Feed the cats. Make myself a liquid IV to get hydrated…and then sit down and watch the game. It’s glorious. Gets the day started right, even when we don’t win. I hope they don’t struggle all season. I don’t think they will. “Mid-table” is what they call it when you’re middle of the road. Not in the mix to get promoted, not in danger of relegation. I’ll take that in our first season, I think.
Cleaned. Chilled. I want like two or three more days of just that, but tomorrow will be busy. As mentioned earlier.
Night night.