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Occasional ramblings by an anesthesiologist/mother (and sometimes her husband).

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Dang!

A few weeks ago, we had an exterminator out to give our house a check-up. The Brad Paisley tune describes the job of the man as being "Someone to kill the spiders, change the channels and drink the beer." Those of you who know me, know that I have no problem with the last two items; I had been spending way too much time, however, on the first one.

The exterminator showed us how to easily (and cheaply) take care of the issue ourselves. He then examined the outside of our house. The big tree in front of our house had always had several dead branches. He found the cause - a major infestation of carpenter ants. The tree was dying. He suggested putting a letter in to the Village, because a paper trail would get you faster service.

ES1's father suggested, to be on the safe side, that we send a copy of the letter to the DPW, the Village attorney, and the Village mayor. We sent the letter last week.

Thursday, we received a message on our answering machine that they had been out to examine the tree, and that we would be first on the list when they start their removal this year.

Yesterday, I came home to this:



The village does fast work.

Updated 8/20/07 to fix image links.

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