Lawn Day Rant

The Grenadian lawn people are here.
One of my least favorite things about Grenada.
I literally dread this day.
Basically, any plans for the day- out the window as soon as they show up.
If there is laundry on the line- plan on re-doing it due to nasty fumes.
If you were planning to Skype or listen to  music or watch a show or think- too bad, it will be too loud.
If you wanted to sweep your house- don't bother all the little grass pieces will make their way inside somehow.
If you wanted to work out- dont. You'll look up to see a worker not working and staring at you instead.
If you wanted to cook- again don't. It's too close to the window and the guy will just stand and stare at you.
Also, it will always be the hottest day ever when they decide to visit, so even though you want to close your back door or window- you can't or you will die of heat.
Basically, when it's lawn day, the only option is to pull out your computer and blog/complain about it, while babysitting the workers to make sure nothing outside goes missing as they pick up every single thing of ours that we keep on our back porch.
And no, glaring at them when they do so will not deter them.
But, continue to give them a disapproving/grossed/annoyed look anyways to make yourself feel a little better.

I love most things about Grenada. I will miss a million things about Grenada when we leave. But I assure you, lawn day will not be one of them. As a matter of fact, I will probably never allow a lawn crew into my yard ever again as soon as I have that control.

So if someone wants to buy us a lawn mower for a house warming gift someday, that'd be excellent.