6+ years and two surgeries on me, and my attempting but failing to maintain the front and back yards, Wing has finally agreed to get a gardener to come out, clear out the weeds, and then maintain it once a month.
I guess my need to wear splints because of carpal tunnel on top of my back not being able to handle too much lifting, and the nausea/wanting to vomit when I stayed bent over (to pull weeds, pick up lemons that fell off the tree etc) finally got through. He won't help because (and he admitted this) doesn't like to get his hands dirty, but agrees it's not fair that it be left to me to keep up the weeding, the mulching, the cleaning/clearing etc.
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