I am writing this because I can’t believe I did what I did.
I have been getting better from my medical event, and have started doing some house tasks. Cooking meals again, cleaning, and some yard work. Generally I have done pretty well…until now.
Monday I decided to get the second weed b gone treatment on my yard. I found my sprayer for the hose and it was sitting next to bottles of weed killer that looked just like the one’s I bought a month ago. I filled the sprayer and treated my front yard. I ran out of energy after dragging around the hose to do the spraying, so I ended my project for the day proud I got the work done.
Yesterday, I was getting the “boxes from hell” broken down and out to the recycle. When I got that done, I decided to look over the front yard to see if the spraying job was working. Looking at the yard, I saw the weeds were dying, but the grass seemed to be yellowing, too. I figured it was just chemical stress from the treatment, and went on with the rest of the evening.
This morning, as I was getting ready to leave for my weekly VA visit, I looked at the front yard grass and saw it was dying. It then dawned on me to check the weed killer I used.
It was a form of Roundup. The bottle looked like the bottle of weed b gone.
I killed my front yard grass.
When I got back from my VA visit, I had to fess up to my wife for my crime. She took it in stride and started laughing.
She will be laughing about it for weeks.