Anyway, the point is, in that storm we lost the aspen tree at the front of our house. Several major limbs broke and there was no way to salvage the tree. Josh was not sad, he has hated that tree since we moved in. I am pretty sure he hates almost every tree, but that is a post for another day.
So, we spent a couple hours meticulously cutting the tree down and piling the downed limbs in our side yard until the family truck is available to help us get rid of them. It was a big job.
Today, this little Spanish guy came to my door. He said he was taking down a broken tree in the neighborhood and wanted to know if I wanted him to take the limbs from our tree. Now, I am not stupid enough to think that my new friend was going to do this for free so I asked how much he wanted for the job.
He thought for a minute then said, $75.
WHAT!!!!!!!
ARE YOU KIDDING ME!
Not to me there isn't. I must have looked flabbergasted. He sort of back pedaled and said, "Ok, how about $50." I just said no thanks and shut the door. Maybe I need to go into the tree removal business. The pay seems pretty posh. Of course I didn't pay it, and maybe other people won't either, so maybe the job isn't so posh after all.
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