Things we shouldn’t have to pay for
Today, I bought dirt.
Having grown up on a farm, this did not sit well. There is a part of me (a not insignificant part) that recoils at the notion of paying for things like water (and yes, I’ve bought water) or rocks (I’ve also purchased rocks before) or dirt (which we just picked up) or air (which I haven’t had to pay for yet, but expect to at some point during my lifetime).
It’s one of the side effects of living in an urban area, I suppose, where there is no dirt to be had for miles. So when we wanted to hang some planters on the balcony, for flowers and herbs, off to Lowe’s we went.
The good news is that we now have a nice variety of flowers, herbs, and vegetables in various pots about the balcony. The bad news is that we also have a leftover bag of dirt in the garage, which mocks me each time I walk by with the fact that I paid good money for it.
