Daily Journal — May 28, 2026

I got the backyard mowed and mostly weeded today. Progress. Real progress. The kind where you stand there afterward looking at the yard thinking:
“Okay… this no longer looks abandoned.”

The irrigation is turned on in the front yard and the zones are actually hitting where they’re designed to. That alone feels like a minor engineering victory. Nothing says suburban optimism like watching sprinklers rotate correctly for once instead of watering the sidewalk like they’re protesting drought conditions.

I’ve been pulling weeds out by hand, which turns out to be equal parts landscaping and revenge therapy. Every weed pulled feels personal at this point.

I still have about two big weed piles left, but I’ll get more tomorrow. Today was mainly about getting the yard looking good again and bringing the whole place back under control.

And honestly, it worked.

The grass was 18 inches tall in places not long ago. Now the yard actually looks cared for again instead of “future habitat restoration project.” Between the mowing, the irrigation, and the cleanup, the place is finally starting to breathe again.

Meanwhile the neighborhood soundtrack continues:
F-16 flyovers overhead,
new backyard chickens next door,
sprinklers clicking,
and me walking around inspecting grass like I’m preparing for the Masters Tournament. 😄

It is now 4:00 PM. Time for an hour nap before doing a Home Depot run for grass seed. The yard survived. The hamstrings survived. The weeds did not.

#yard work

#lawnmowing

#irrigation

#surviving

#Home Depot