I wish this could be one of those posts where I’m like “ok this is our front yard, it’s gross. But LOOK! Now it’s pretty”. Wrong. Not going to happen even a little bit. This weekend showed me how much time and effort it’s going to take to add a little curb appeal to our house. I’m exhausted just thinking about it.
The story on our front yard is, we live on a semi-main street. Basically we’re off of a main street and our street is one of two streets that lead into our neighborhood. We have white picket fence that is totally peeling. We have weeds taking over the world. We have the ugliest rocks in our planter area. We have dogs. Four dogs that do their biz-nasty all up in our front yard. It’s just not pretty to look at or represent our home that we love so much. And friends, this is why I’ve never invited you over. I am SO embarrassed about this first impression of our house. It sounds so silly, but it’s true.
Over the weekend we found out that we’re FINALLY (fingers crossed) going to be able to get the rest of the fence boards we’ve been waiting for from a different source. We’ve made some sacrifices to get it DONE and have high hopes that by next weekend we’ll be mostly done, or at least working on it. Once that’s done the dogs can go back there and we can work on de-ghettofying our front yard. And worry less that Mila is going to bite someones face off when they walk by. She’s fiesty if you’re on the other side of the fence, but as soon as you come into the yard it’s kisses all around. Until you yell at her because you can’t possibly be any more slobbery. For real. Annnnd I’m off topic.
On Sunday I started weeding the front yard and holy crap. That’s going to take forEVER. This is how far I got after sitting in dirt pulling weeds for an hour. An HOUR.
You see the first picture and think, that’s not too bad. Second picture looks like a LOT of weeds. And then you look at the bottom photo below. Here’s what it used to look like and you’ll see that the part I got done is just the bottom left of the photo.
Yep, this is going to take a while. I’m going to get sweaty, sunburned and I’m going to get a lot of dirt under my nails, but it’s going to happen. Meanwhile Blaine’s job is to finish the fence and get those grey rocks out of the planter so we can put something nicer in there along with a couple of plants that will hopefully be immune to my black thumb. Then eventually we’ll put in some sod. I’m trying to convince Blaine to get fake grass. I’m half serious because I can’t kill fake grass by overwatering or underwatering or just being it’s presence.
Basically getting all of this done is going to be our life goal for the next couple of weeks because after that it’s going to be WAY too hot to deal with it. Well, for me at least. If it’s over 80 degrees I’m over it.
But I’m so excited to hopefully have a nice front yard we can hang out in on cool nights. Once we’re done with this we’re focusing on the back yard which is even worse so I think we’ll soak in a nice front yard for a long time before we’re done with that.
I’m starting to rethink this whole plan that our next house will have even more land unless we hire a gardener, which Blaine is totally against.