Our firepit. We built it ourselves, last weekend, in the back yard. I took a bunch of process pictures for a how-to post. We'll see if I get around to posting it. Anyway. This is what happened next...
Kathy: We need to order wood for the firepit.
Me: Okay. I'll call the tree company. I'm also going to see about getting some mulch.
Kathy: Okay but not too much. Budget budget blah blah blah... (okay, so maybe that's only what I heard)
Me: Yup. Got it.
Me: How about mulch, how much is that?
Tree company guy (named Ed): Well, it's $20 per yard.
Me: Cubic yard?
Ed: Yes, cubic yard. And it's a 5 yard minimum.
Me: I think that will be enough, but I'm not sure.
Ed: Don't worry, if it's not, we can send you more.
Me: Okay, well, I'm not supposed to get too much anyway, so yes, let's go with five.
Ed: We'll drop it off tomorrow morning.
Kathy: Wait, what?? You spend $100 on mulch?
Me: Yes, that was the minimum. And it's so much cheaper than buying it in bags. [Rationalizations, rationalizations].
And then this showed up:
Ahem. Yes, that's a dumptruck. Of mulch. In our driveway. Kathy was watching from the window, and she asked me whether they were going to dump the whole truck load. I told her there was no way. And then this happened.
I have been pitch-forking mulch into a garbage can (we don't have a wheel barrow!) and dragging it around the yard and dumping it, for two days. Yesterday, I also ran three miles. When we sat down to watch TV at 9 last night, I promptly fell asleep sitting completely upright. And now, the pile looks like this:
Do you think that looks exactly the same? ARGH. Me too. And yes, that's a kitty litter bucket beside the pile. It's because C, the five-year-old
Anyway, Kathy keeps asking me where the rest of it is going to go, since our flower beds are now about 9/10 done. I always have some kind of answer, but to be frank, it's BS. I have no idea where all that effing mulch is going to go. Perhaps next year I will buy it by the bag from Home Depot.