November 3rd, 2009

My Widdle Bwain


Tree in front of the house has a crack down the middle of it running three-quarters of the way to the ground. It looks to be a new crack, possibly from the big wind storms we had last night. I call the city tomorrow to, since it's technically their tree, pretty please do something about it before it splits all the way and falls on my neighbor's car.

I was fussing about not wanting the tree taken out and how I'll miss it -- right up until that unhappy part of my brain said "I better hope the city will take care of it. You know how much it's going to cost if I have to pay for it?"

I really hope the city handles it. Otherwise I'm going to be very, very, very most extraordinarily broke. And either way, I'm fussed because it's a nice tree for all that it likes getting into my sewer lines and tries to hide my property under leaves in the late fall.