Inheriting Problems
Actually this post isn't as depressing as I realize the title makes it seem. I inherited someone else's "problem" that is actually going to be my main source of sustenance come next year!Back story:
A friend of mine who is a sweetheart of the utmost sweetheart kind... recently went through a break up. She was horrible, he was naive. She was demanding, he stopped yielding. He bought her a house, she....
He bought her a house. a beat up little house. on a GORGEOUS property...
How adorable is this idea:
"Hey darling- you're my forever. So i'm gonna buy us a house where you can raise your horses and i'll take care of the yard and you can garden and we'll fix up the house and...."
This is absolutely DARLING. I dream of this kind of thing. (When did i become such a homemaker?! i wish i knew!)
But here's how that ended:
(horrible response):
"You want me to take care of the garden? That is so sexist! I can drive a tractor too! I can ride the mower just like you. Don't worry I'll do everything for my horses on my own- I'm not some stupid girl. I'm independent and I can do everything myself. And how come your friends are always around? This is our house not theirs. I don't feel like cleaning and I'm not the only one making the mess anyway. No, I'll cook when I want to because I shouldn't have to make you food."
And then she left. After two years together and only 4 months living in this new our house of theirs. Mind you...
he cooked for her all the time.
And cleaned all the time.
And yes, he opened up the extra rooms in exterior buildings to his friends who need a bit of help to get financially stable so they were always around... the property
And paid all of the bills himself.
And put of the fence for her horses which she vehemently argued that she could- and WILL GODDAMMIT- herself.
And..
and...
He drank a lot. She demanded he stop and he decided no. because it's not like yielding to everything she demanded made her any happier.
How any of this matters:
A few months later.........
I go over to this gorgeous property. It's being invaded by weeds as tall as yours truly.
"Friend. I LOVE this property- and you said you bought this for HER? and she LEFT?! she's an idiot. I'm sorry... that was mean. She's an idiot. I'm sorry."
"No it's ok. I'm starting to get over it... I've defended her long enough and while I get where she's coming from with a lot of things, I'm having a harder time seeing only the good things like before."
"Good!! because she's an idiot. Because that GARDEN!! holy shit that garden is AMAZEBALLS! did you guys build it?!"
"Well... the previous owners had it and she was supposed to take care of it......"
"ah... so that's why it looks like shit. it looks like shit. no seriously. it's horrible. (point at weed that is a foot taller than I am) that's not a vegetable..... like.. that's not a 'flourishing' edible. btws."
"yeah........ i didn't know that. I don't know what any of this is... except!! I have blackberries! i know that! and grapes!!!! look at these grapes!! well let me find.. some........ ok well there are SUPPOSED to be grapes. i think."
"YOU HAVE GRAPES!! these vines are GLORIOUS!! and thornless blackberries?!!?! STFU!! and ooooooooooooooooo these were strawberries!! and .... woah. what... in god's name happened to your rhubarb...?"
"I thought those were weeds.... so i cut them up..."
So i've
All of those plans that I had for my garden last year and the year before will come into fruition next spring. Because I am weeding the garden right now with every bit of energy that i have.... and beer.
Lots of beer.
because.... gardening. duh?
