So if you have read the prequel you would know why I have such a huge passion to remove this bush.
For those of you who didnt short version. Spiders of death.
P.S. I forgot to mention in the first blog one of the reasons I hate spiders. I am (thankfully not deathly) allergic to their bites. I swell up pretty bad so I avoid them when I can.
Okay onto today. Due to the fact I am inept at gardening I enlisted my mother (who has a magical green thumb) and my MIL to assist. They bring tools and we lay them out on the grass. As we are discussing the takedown a nosey woman who lives nearby walks over with her dog. After a few moments of brief conversation she asks what I am doing. I inform her of my decision to remove the bush.
She looks at the bush, looks at the tools, looks at me, back to the bush, back to the tools, back to me...and laughs in my face. Our conversation goes as such.
NW(NoseyWoman), Me(me!)
NW: With these tools hahha ya right.
Me: Well not all these tools but the hand saw yes.
NW: You realize that is going to be really hard?
Me: Yes.
NW: I mean like really hard.
Me: Yes.
NW: Veery tiring, hard work.
Me: Yes.
NW: Ohhh you must mean the little weed in front. I thought you meant the actual bush.
Me: I did.
NW: It will take you alot of time.
Me: And?
NW: You cant do it.
Me:.....
NW:.......
Me: Watch me.😡
NW: This will be good! I should film this so I can show others and we can laugh.
Me: Go for it. Either way this bush will die by my hands.
NW: Okay dearie. Tell you what. I'll walk by tomorrow and see what you did. *Walks off laughing*
😑
I took a look back at the bush.
Time to die.
I took to it with a vengeance. (Side note I am also mildly allergenic to a lot of plants...bushes especially I break out in hives).
I tear into this death bush, I yank its roots, i saw through its limbs, parts are falling around me, bugs are terrified of me and running away, spiders are scrambling up the walls. I work up a sweat. The entire time mumbling to myself watch me. Imma take this bush down, SCREW YOUUUU. I stop for 2 quick water breaks and go back at it.
I refuse to let anyone else take a go. 40 minutes later and this 5 foot tall, 3-4 feet wide bush is nothing but a stump.
I suppose I should thank the lady next time. After all the best way for me to accomplish something is telling me I cant do it.
Til next time when I get to battle the root 😉
