The lawn has been an ongoing bone of contention in our house. The size, the type, the mowing responsibilities. Justin has fairly pointed out he doesn’t want to spend his weekend mowing, so I have offered to take the lawn on as my responsibility or strange sort of pet, perhaps the lawn can be my tamagotchi (I always wanted one as a kid). Anyway I think we are making progress and have agreed on most elements of the lawn, anything is better than the piles of dirt which resemble giant earthworm poos outside the windows. Things should start happening in the next couple of weeks I hope.

What we currently have

Here are the scenarios running through my head….
Best case

Worst case

Tolerable, but I would be a harpy wife about it

No actually to be honest I don’t think I could tolerate that, oh the pressure to get this right!!