Poo Poo Hitting the Fan

PooPoo Hit The Fan. This week we are having tree work done. The tree-boss said it will take at least 4 or 5 days. They started Monday. He said they don’t work in the or deal with wet trees, too slippery. Tuesday it rained, which pushed them back a day. Monday we texted our grass cutting company and told the boss don’t come this week. We said we will let him know when the tree cutting and trimming. The boss texted back and said we are on the schedule for Thursday. We wrote back and again told him the tree men would be here Thursday, again telling him we would notify him. The is morning (Thursday) the yard men came. The trailer that hauled the riding lawnmower and other equipment blocked the driveway. The tree men leaded the driveway to be cleared to back their limbs grinder . I told one of the grass workers we told them their boss not until the tree men are finished. Lack of communication. I told hm he would have to move the trailer off the driveway just as the tree crew arrived with their tree grinder. They also brought a truck. It is also the day the disposal company picks up our garbage an recycles. I moved both of our vehicles over to my neighbor’s driveway. With trucks parked in the street, I think the disposal company will have a challenge picking up the garbage and recyclables with that new robot arm that picks up the cans and dump them in their trucks. I am thinking of writing a folk song that will be titled “The Day the Shit Hit the Fan on Corene Drive.”