Chapter 27: How Busy Can I Try To Look?

Rex

It takes me a bit of screwing around like I have a lot of yardwork to take care of, which I don’t because it’s not as if my yard is going to be on the cover of a magazine any time soon but it’s not pathetic, either. I have grass. A couple bushes that were here when I bought the place and I know enough to make sure they’re trimmed when I think about it. No flowers adorning any walkways or water features or fruit trees. No space set aside for a garden of vegetables. Just the standard cement patio right off the back of the house with a table and some chairs. The table has a place to light a fire in the center of it, though, which is cool. Even though I don’t use it very much.

A large grill sits behind the house that could use a good cleaning. And one day on a whim I bought a pot that had some plants already in it. I kind of felt like a bit of a wuss when I put it outside, but whatever. It’s pretty.