<p>I think this whole &quot;buying a house in a respectable suburb&quot; thing has aged me - quickly.&#0160; I&#39;ve gone from being a woman who still found time to tweeze her brows and maybe bought some lipgloss now and then to a woman who spends her days wearing a hat and canvas gloves and uses valuable Amazon giftcards to buy gardening books.</p>

<p>Yes, gardening books.&#0160; </p>

<p>These days, I worry about the state of my trees more than my wardrobe.</p>

<p>Do you want to know what I did last weekend?&#0160; I was weeding, and it was awesome.&#0160; Pulling those suckers out is really satisfying.&#0160; </p>

<p>I know how sad that sounds.&#0160; I&#39;ve gone from 30 to 67 in two months flat.</p>

<p>Funny thing is, I have NO IDEA how to garden.&#0160; All the plants that looked so pretty when we bought the house are starting to look downright sad.&#0160; Our lawn is mostly beige.&#0160; But I still go for walks with the kids and I can&#39;t help but notice how nice the neighbor&#39;s gardens are and before long I have to turn around and go back home because I covet their hydrangeas and their climbing roses and I want to pull more weeds so that I can plant something pretty when planting season begins.</p>

<p>Not that I know when that is.</p>

<p>Tomorrow an arborist is coming.&#0160; Did you know that arborists make house calls?&#0160; I sure didn&#39;t.&#0160; Wonder what he will have to say about what is growing around our house.&#0160; I suspect it&#39;s mostly weeds.</p>
