Mulch Ado About Nothing

Salvage Chick and Yard Sale Buddy hitched a trailer to the Chevy Land Shark today and headed off on our quest for free mulch. We found mountains of it at an Undisclosed Location in a neighboring town, sorted out in piles of different colors and free for the taking. Of course Salvage Chick wanted the dark mulch in the most hard-to-get-to pile so she was tossed out to navigate and then cursed for neglecting to tell Yard Sale Buddy his precious truck was hanging dangerously on the edge of a ravine when he got out. It was slowgoing at first because finding a shovel in Yard Sale Buddy's Yard Sale Yard had been like finding a needle in a haystack; finding a shovel was not the problem, as there are shovels All OVER The Place there, but finding the RIGHT shovel. Luckily YSB had grabbed a huge pitchfork and he was able to fling mounds of mulch into the trailer while Salvage Chick chipped away with a cheesy shovel, again getting cursed out this time for being "half a laborer" on a 2-man job.

We brought the mulch back to Halifax and delivered it with no mentionable problems and then of course as soon as we were done and I was nursing a callous who shows up but my Husband, sipping his Coolatta JUST IN TIME. Hmph. But I can't complain as by the time I got back from returning the trailer he had already spread the mulch almost all the way around the pool. Yes ALMOST is the key word as luck would have it... we need more mulch. Guess what me and Yard Sale Buddy are doing tomorrow???