Overtime and footage

Most of what Mother Nature has created leaves me in awe. She made a few mistakes. I don't see a need for poison ivy, mosquitoes, or stinging wasps/hornets/bees. We might need the bees (I call them all bees), but I can personally do without the stingers. Can't they just buzz us and skip the part where they sit down on our tender flesh and sit down hard?

My bushes in my yard look like they belong to an abandoned home. At least I feel they do. I like them nice and neat. I even trim trees - always a good Kodak moment. So I decided to improve the curb appeal on my white elephant and get out there.

Y'all know I hate the bees. I am terrified of them. All of them. If I see or hear something yellow and black, I am gone. Like the wind. I can go fast enough so that a multiple-stinging kind only gets in one stab. I prefer to go for zero. I already have lost a point this year to poison ivy, so I will try harder with the stingers.

Usually I trim the bushes with electric hedge clippers. I dragged them out, thought about it, and put them back. It was Sunday night. The whole neighborhood was quiet. I waited until 8 pm with hopes that the bees would be tucked in for the night. Nope, not in my yard. Mine get paid overtime to stalk me.

So I pulled weeds for an hour, until I had two garbage cans full. Some of that was from trimming the holly bushes and the rose bush. For some reason the bees don't care if I trim the rose bush when it's in bloom, but they dive bomb me when I trim bushes with no flowers. That is what I was doing last time one got me good.

By 9 pm, I decided to try again. I grabbed the hand hedge clippers and went after the 5 bushes in front that need to be global in shape. Right. They are 30 years old and have succumbed to gravity or something. I try to shape them, but have about as much luck as I do on my own body. Maybe I have better luck with my body - it's round. By 10 pm, I realize I am clipping in the dark and can't see anything. I figure it won't make much difference.

This morning I got up just before 8 am and realized it was cold and cloudy. I ran outside and grabbed the hedge clippers again. The bees slept in a little due to the lack of sun. I was allowed half an hour before I saw one. I delicately decided to go back in the house and pay bills. It will go on like this until I can finish up the trimming.

In the meantime, the Saturday lookers didn't show as scheduled between 12:30 and 1:30. I returned after walking the dogs for a full hour. I messed up the house and grabbed a dish of cherries for lunch. THEN they showed up. I saddled the dogs back up for another walk, and took off again.

I haven't heard a word. The real estate lady has not corrected the front footage on my house on the listing, but she did rewrite the rest of it, leaving off the sizes of my bigger rooms, removing the showcase listing, and removing two of the three pictures that were up. She did not add the interior pictures yet, although she whined for them so she could get them right up.

I feel she is now hostile to me, based on the above behavior and the tone of her last few emails. I give it until tomorrow. If the footage isn't corrected, I will have to call the office and request to be released from my contract with her. Do you think that will enrage the other agents against me? I am so unsure in these real estate dealings. It has been so long. My last house sold to the first people who came through. I don't feel equipped to sell by owner, nor do I feel comfortable letting strangers in here without someone else, like an agent.  I expect a call this week from the condo people to tell me mine is ready and to schedule a walk through.

My agent lives in my sub. Maybe I can convince the wasps to move.