As many of my male brethren do, I bristle when I hear the phrase "tomorrow, you need to ...." directed towards me. "You should..." doesn't sit much better.
I was tag teamed Tuesday with a group "you need to...". I was you shoulded into believing that I wanted to remove several overgrown boxwood bushes. It wasn't the first time the subject had been broached, nor the second. I simply didn't want to do it. I love those bushes, I love their size, and how they anchor the entire hedge.
Mrs. T was away for the afternoon, and knowing she wouldn't notice for weeks I opted for a compromise course. I ruthlessly pruned.
And pruned and pruned and....
until I wore my self out.
Enjoy your day.
Toad