I’m cheap. Most people would agree with this self-evaluation despite the fact that I never seem to have any money. The reality is that I’m cheap when it comes to things I need. I’ll throw away smaller amounts on little things like songs on iTunes or a $10 pair of sunglasses. But I hate spending more than $40 on sneakers or jeans. That explains my lame, outdated wardrobe.
Being a suburban homeowner has made it hard to be so miserly. Fellow homeowners know that anything that needs to be fixed in a house will cost some major coin. Just this year, the dishwasher and the hot water heater died. I’m pretty sure either the fridge or the dryer is getting ready to go. And I don’t venture out on my deck without shoes. It’s because of all this that I’ve held off on having my trees pruned. I bought one of those things that have a sharp saw at the end of a 16-foot pole and I’ve balanced precariously at the top of a ladder in order to do some of my own pruning. But every time there’s a big rainstorm or some wind, I find huge limbs all over the driveway, the front yard, the back yard. I’ve actually been hoping to avoid paying a tree service thousands of dollars because I figured all the dead branches would just fall off by themselves.Then this happened.