See It, Believe It

Seeing as no one can bring themselves to believe that I am capable of manual labor, I offer this post.

After a couple of hours of volleyball (of which I did not do too shabby) I went home and did yard work (for those of you who are trying to debunk the legitimacy of this post, notice I'm still in my volleyball gear). See that I am digging up weeds by their roots. Wearing gloves, even, due to the fact that thistle is an exceptionally evil weed, that likes to fight back.

I dug up so many weeds, in fact, that in order to transfer them to the garbage can, I had to use a snow shovel. See the piles of weeds? See them!?

All of this I was doing, by myself, while Tyler was power washing our gutters. It's amazing how much junk falls on the roof and into the rain gutters.

So there you have it folks. When it snows, I shovel the walk. When there are weeds, I dig em up. When the house is dirty, I clean it. When my clothes smell funny, I wash them. I hope we can all accept that I'm a grown up now, I do things I don't necessarily care to do, and can even get dirty in the process.

Peace.