I am quite self-conscious about appearances. We bought to ugliest house in the neighborhood and got the best deal. This seems to be our "way". We got such satisfaction working on our home in Tucson, it seems to be in our blood now. We only looked for homes we could improve on. When we moved in to our Sammamish home we thought it was so green, and loved the foliage. We had no idea what was overgrown, or weeds, or what. Moving from the desert the green was just wonderful. It didn't seem to matter. Last summer, my eyes began to open and my observation of what was on purpose and what was a weed become evident. As soon as it stopped raining long enough, I geared up and started pruning those ugly Juniper bushes. I hate these things, a cheap/poor excuse for landscaping material. Half of the bushes had blight, which makes them turn brown and dry. Slowly, but surely I whittled away the whole hillside. Then I hand pulled the knee-deep green weeds that someone thought would make a good ground cover. NOT!! It only got tangled up in the juniper. 3 months of working on an incline, and I need to see a chiropractor. After a 2 month break, Jamie and I got out there and pulled the stumps out by chaining them up to the JEEP. That was the best part, satisfaction that I has won the fight with these ugly bushes. The kids helped pin down the weed blocker, and then it was up to me to dump the mulch. 14 wheelbarrows later I had it done. The neighbors are now talking to us and have nothing but compliments about the improvement, furthering my obsession with home improvements.
My only before pic, and Katelyn's friends "paid us a visit". Wasn't that sweet?
