I'd pay someone to cut my yard, but I don't want to give money away, when I can do the job myself.
When it's 99 outside, it's tempting though.
Considering $40 isn't bad to cut and trim a corner lot.
But then my chances of getting exercise go down if I do this.
Texas has a very successful one, and I play it a couple of times when I go to see the inlaws.
I'm out maybe $10 dollars for a week's worth.
My FIL has won enough to pay for groceries numerous times, or a tank of gas.
Me? I've won enough for a free drink from the garden hose.
BTW I have a family member that gives lotto tickets for Christmas.
Really? Why don't you just give me the money you spent so I can use it for gum or something?
They always say "hey I could have gotten you nothing, or I could have gotten you $100 thousand dollars."
Okay when I actually win this, we'll think back on the Christmas you gave me 100 thousand dollars, otherwise just give my ticket to someone else.
TN is a community property state (I think) so if my wife wins I win anyway.
I am thinking about just having the gardener come by once a month to cut the hedges. I can manage everything else.
That was about two cords of wood. 
At the time, the only thing I knew about high school was that it bored me. I went through the motions, but for the most part I sat in my various classes thinking, "I already know this. Why am I having to "learn" it all again?" It wasn't until years later when my wife (who had moved from a Chicago suburb to southern California with her family between her sophomore and junior high school years) commented that she'd had the same experience, sitting in several classes thinking, "I learned this in grade school!" That's when I realized high schools in southern California were, with rare exceptions, nothing more than institutions designed to hammer basic information into the students' heads so that they would be able to get a grade on their final exams that was passable enough for them to receive a diploma. :eusa_doh:
Wow! You had an even worse experience than I did! That ain't easy.
I actually did have a reduced schedule last year of high school because I had "work experience." I actually graduated with the opposite problem you did. I had 26 more credits than I needed. My counselor was a moron too though. I never listened to him and I am glad that I didn't from what happened to you. :doh: Fortunately, even then I knew that what I was going through was a joke. My father was concerned that it appeared that I never studied or read a textbook when I was at home but oddly still got decent grades. lol lol A lot had changed since he graduated in 1948.
Aside from the knowledge that I had to endure four years of it, I was so disinterested that I didn't put any further thought into it at the time. I don't recall my parents putting much effort into making sure I was doing my homework; I was able to read the daily newspaper when I was three years old and consistently got good grades, so I don't think they were too concerned. lol
My father taught me how to read the newspaper because he got tired of reading me the Sunday comics.
My parents pushed hard so I knew I couldn't just get by but during all of my years of study, I came to understand that going to every lecture/class and taking good notes was good enough. The teachers/professors were all such egomaniacs that if it didn't come from them then it was not likely to be on a test. You study your copious notes and you were set.
I had three or four classes my last year of high school so I did just about the same thing. Money was better then sitting there being bored anyway. At least I got paid for being bored on the job.
Amen to that!
I second that!
Haul it away!? I would cut all that down myself with my chainsaw and keep the wood for winter. That sounds like a lot of warmth wasted there.
As a side note, thank goodness for local lazy government workers. They cut down a street tree in front of the local high school and left the logs piled up. Me and the GMC did their work for them.
Good Dad!
