what fun

what fun

So my dad and I go to Mallwart to get some mulch. We’ve got 25 bags of the stuff and a row of trees. I figured we were going to just unload it at the end of the driveway and have to lug it across the yard later. But no! My dad did the sensible thing (which I had suggested a couple days ago) and we drove the car along the line of trees. I drove, he unloaded. Of course, driving on our lawn would’ve ruined the grass, so we did it on the lot next door (the trees are along the property line). There isn’t a house there, so I don’t see how anyone should care. It was fun at the end, careening around the empty lot with the headlights off (so as to not arouse the suspicions of the other neighbors, although I don’t think it changed anything). As I was coming back onto the street, one of the neighbors walking his dog smiled and waved. I couldn’t help but laugh to myself, for whatever reason.

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