Being Us

Where there’s a Will there’s a Wheelbarrow

By Tara Wilson December 13, 2013

I’ve found a lot of things in my kitchen that I don’t expect to see, but I am not normally fazed. As the saying goes – it takes a lot to scare me – I’ve got twins.

But this day…

…I was scared.

Had the raccoons that live under the deck started using tools? Were even they so distressed by the state of the deck that they were prepared to take things into their own nimble hands and build a new one?

Or was this some kind of statement from the neighbours about the dismal state of our yard, and the fact that our wheelbarrow had been leaning up against the house for the entire summer. Was this a warning just in case our next move was to use a toilet as a planter?

Was this the equivalent of finding a horse’s head in my bed?

I went off to the other room to hide google “wheelbarrow serial killers” and when I came back I found Nerdguy checking the tire pressure.

Read the rest over at Don’t Lick the Deck

Author Tara Wilson

Tara is gainfully employed by the toughest 3 female bosses she has ever had (well except for that one accounting manager who hated her). The pay sucks, but the cuddles are awesome. She drinks a lot of coffee, uses humour as a defense mechanism, and lives in fear of what lurks in her backyard. Keep Tara company on her unfortunately-named blog Don’t Lick the Deck, where she talks about her husband Nerdguy; her 10 year old and twin 8 year old girls; parenting autism and ADHD; and her inability to shop without creating disaster. She is regular contributor to Parentdish.ca who have not yet filed a restraining order.