And so the weeds grow and the fire ants build an industrial complex

Waiting to close on a house is an exercise in patience.  We did go back to the house after signing the contract for the bid, mostly to double check a few things and do some measuring.  We had missed some of the “problems” too, although that wouldn’t have made any substantial difference in our bid.

It’s “livable” and it is dirt cheap, so we’re just faced with making it into our home and doing the repairs.

In the meantime, here on the Gulf Coast, we have ample moisture, plenty of sunshine and fertile soil–a perfect recipe for a neglected lot to start looking like the weeds have won the war.  The fire ants are also taking full advantage of the lack of a human presence to make their industrial complexes.  They are even hiking through the back door into the utility room.

I hate fire ants, like anyone who has ever been inflicted with their painful bites.

It’s also killing me that we can’t get the lot mowed until we close.  It looks horrible as it is, and I’m sure our new neighbors aren’t thrilled with the way it looks either.  It also makes it virtually impossible to assess the lot properly–the weeds hide any holes, hills, or other obstacles that need dealt with.  Even the parking area is waist high.

Weeds and fence

This section of lattice was used to form a short section of fence in the front, alongside the parking area. It is now being consumed by weeds.

So we wait…and know the fire ants are preparing their complex for battle in the meantime.

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About giascott

Writer, blogger, cook, grandmother, mother, wife, radio personality, outdoor enthusiast, dog enthusiast, crafter, artist, and part-time nut~~I've earned a lot of t-shirts in my day! I'm one of those crazy independent women who can cut down a tree, build you a shed, sew you a dress, cook your dinner, make some soap, pitch a tent, build a fire, catch some fish, dig in the garden, chase a kid or two, write you a poem, paint you a picture, and a dozen other things...just don't ask me to sing! I'm also embarking on a relatively new portion of my life, one of being disabled. I'm learning some lessons along the way about a lot of things too.
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