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<blockquote data-quote="mindalan" data-source="post: 40525651" data-attributes="member: 124059"><p>Ok. This is my life. Leaves are a nightmare. We can't afford to pay for the extra yard waste rate so we spend hours each day trying to package them and put them in trashcans at my college or other places. </p><p>It is not raining enough these days so the grass starter I put down is not helping. I have soooo much college work (thus the large pen) that I can't help my diabetic mother as much as I want to. The daylight change is ruining my sleep so I have to become a tea or hot coco addict. I am dressed in my work clothes from the days we spent hours insulating the garage. It was a hot, nasty task and I had to stuff my hair in a cap to keep the insulation off it.</p><p>I am a domestic violence survivor. My father fools the world with his outside manners, but I know the truth.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="mindalan, post: 40525651, member: 124059"] Ok. This is my life. Leaves are a nightmare. We can't afford to pay for the extra yard waste rate so we spend hours each day trying to package them and put them in trashcans at my college or other places. It is not raining enough these days so the grass starter I put down is not helping. I have soooo much college work (thus the large pen) that I can't help my diabetic mother as much as I want to. The daylight change is ruining my sleep so I have to become a tea or hot coco addict. I am dressed in my work clothes from the days we spent hours insulating the garage. It was a hot, nasty task and I had to stuff my hair in a cap to keep the insulation off it. I am a domestic violence survivor. My father fools the world with his outside manners, but I know the truth. [/QUOTE]
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