How about your other half?
Right
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He tends to "half-ass" things pertaining to hard work and his "good enough" isn't even close.
He believes the less energy it takes, that is good enough; ZERO attention to detail in landscaping. Unless he is weed eating all my field flowers to the ground - like he did back in Texas four years ago! He called them unruly weeds!
He also doesn't have an engineering background and I do. I don't think a low attention to detail would go over well building bridges.
Example: I had raked up 3/4 of an entire backyard of 1" granite gravel that had been spread by previous homeowner, 2-4" deep. I did this process over four weeks a month or so ago.
In that process I'd brought/dug up stones and crap from the crappy fill job, as I also had planted eight trees.
I had placed ALL these smallish, medium and large round scrap boulders as well as broken up block wall remnants into two large old plastic plant pots two of those 10' tall trees I planted came in. I had filled these knee high plastic pots FULL. They were heavy.
One day a week ago, he asked me "What are you going to do with them?"
I said, "Since we don't have a pickup truck anymore, I am going to put a 1/3 of each pot of rocks into the trash dumpster
each week. But I can only put in so many in each week, or the dumpster may break when the trash man truck lifts it to dump it; so I will do that for two or three cycles until the rocks are gone. No big deal".
Day before yesterday I saw he had a dolly and had loaded up one of the containers (a REAL heavy load I thought the pot would break, honestly) and he disappeared from the backyard. I
THOUGHT he had taken it around the lot, to end of the street only one house down and dumped it in a place that needed the rocks: a spillway off the edge of the street. I saw him come back 10 minutes later to the backyard and load up the
second loaded container and again I thought he was taking it to the spillway....logical as I had mentioned the "rocks could possibly go there, too".
HOWEVER, when I went around to the FRONT of our house, I found out he DUMPED the freaking
scrap rocks into my rip rapped ravine I'd designed that was gorgeous! The rip rap rock was a special order, and a certain beautiful coppery brown (called Colorado Brown) landscape color and all the sizes were about football size, clean, pretty, nice angular rip rap. He had dumped little rocks, medium rocks...JUNK like broken block wall pieces into that ravine.
I don't bother to get mad OR argue.
His standard answer is: "I just can't do anything right for you...." And then in my mind I always think" "You want to DO something right? TRY
thinking first...that would help, or ask
FIRST even better,
listen to what I said I was going to DO with the scrap rocks!!
I began taking that crap out of my ravine this afternoon.
He has no sense of style, or common sense at times because HE just wanted the rocks gone. He didn't do
any of the work of raking and picking up all the crap rocks....
The only work DH does outside is walk around with a sprayer or flame thrower killing weeds and washing our cars.
I am the landscaping enthusiast. Happy to have no weeds and a clean car each week.
Gotta stay positive and take my
out on digging my own trenches and he can stay inside.
We really have reversed roles at times...he empties the dishwasher, vacs, folds clothes well...
among other things.
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