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Sunday, October 21, 2018

It's a good thing I love Power Tools


Central Park Transfer House, Decatur, IL



One of my favorite summer jobs from my college years was working for the Streets and Sewers department in Decatur. I was assigned to Central Park, a lovely green space in the small downtown area that featured a fountain, walking paths and park benches. I was charged with maintaining the greenspace and oddly enough was required to spend 40 hours a week in the park. Let me just say, it was far more time than was required to upkeep that tiny park space.
It was at that summer job that I first learned to use and love power tools. All the tools! Mowers, weed-eaters, hedge-trimmers. Willie, an ancient Streets and Sewers employee, was charged with dropping me off at the park each morning and picking me up each afternoon. He is the one who taught me how to use the power tools. I am filled with so many fond memories of that summer. Thank you, Willie! I couldn't be the independent pilot-wife that I am today, without the skills I gained that summer. 
So, it was super windy here, yesterday. And This happened: nearly half the tree split off. 
I initially tried to drag it out of the driveway to buy some time, and possibly the chance that I'd have help with cleaning it up. But, it was far too heavy for me to even budge it. And, Rob is in Shanghai and not due back for days. So, of course, I demonstrated, once again what it means to be a pilot-wife. 
I went after it with a chain-saw. 
Life is good. As you can see from the photo, my lawn needs attention. That will wait for another day.