Tree removal saved my life

tree removalIt was my first day off from work in weeks and I was looking forward to stretching out on the couch and stuffing myself full of delivered pizza. But the kids were also home that day and they were hogging the couch, jumping all over it and screeching at their video games. I looked out the window with forlorn, wondering how I was going to unwind, but the sun was shining and there in our yard under the dappled shade of a tree, a little alcove called to me invitingly. What better way to spend some leisure time than to sit under a tree and read a book? Little did I know that the endeavour would devolve into the need for tree removal, Brisbane specialists would be coming around later that day…

You try to do the right thing, right? I thought, surely this beats sitting in front of a screen, which is what I’ve been doing at work and what I desperately need a break from. Our backyard is quite big and full of native flora, God knows the kids don’t make the most of it, what with their computers and consoles and smartphones and tablets and laptops and you get the idea. So I sit under this great big tree that has been all alone probably for years and open up my book to read. I get a few pages in, quickly engrossed, when I’m wrenched out of the story by a creaking sound from above. I look up – nothing. So I keep reading when a few minutes later there it is again. I look up for the second time and I see this enormous branch tumbling down towards me. I duck and miss the darn thing. Almost got my head caved in by a mega-branch falling from above.

I later realised the tree was full of white ant. I would have to call up a company for tree felling. Brisbane has professional services for tree removal that would give us peace of mind. Wouldn’t want any more branches falling on my head – or the kids’ if they ever do get out.

Dad’s work trips

I’m notLorne Accommodation going to lie, there are a lot of things that really suck about having a dad who travels a lot. When he’s not there during the weekend and you’re having a freakout over some really important issue or other then you don’t get the level-headed benefit of his overwhelmingly sound advice. Or when your bike’s broken there’s really no one who can fix it. He misses out on all the small stuff, and as a result your relationship suffers and he knows that. Which leads to one of the perks of having a dad who travels: sometimes, he takes you with him.

Not just you either (that would be kind of mean to your mum) but your whole family. Like when we went to Lorne for the long weekend. Dad was at some business thing or other down that way, so we got booked up at some hotel in Lorne, with luxury accommodation that the rest of you mere mortals can only dream of. We got a day off school and a mini-holiday that we weren’t expecting at all (well, mum may have been, but me and Chris had no idea). At the same time, the most amazing conference venues in Victoria were actually in the same building we were staying in, so we actually got to spend a ton of time with dad. Obviously, we couldn’t go into the conference venues with dad (trust me, me and Chris tried) but it was pretty awesome just exploring Lorne on our own.

It was really cool going to the Great Ocean Road for a mini holiday, but personally, I hope we get to go somewhere overseas for Easter. Last year we spent the winter holidays in China and that was crazy. I’d love to do something like that again. So even though it sucks when dad goes away, it’s pretty freaking cool when we get to go with him.

I hope he understands the tree lopping

tree lopping MelbourneI need to get rid of the blasted tree but everything that I have tried so far has failed. I don’t know what to else I can do. I have tried to get rid of it through every means that I can possibly think of. I think that I will just have to give up and let this tree stay where it is. It is barely surviving and the people that I had over for dinner the other day said that it was on its last legs. They suggested that I get rid of it before it becomes a hazard to my home. I don’t want to risk branches falling on my room during a storm. If my son is playing in the backyard when a branch falls that could be a disaster. I would never be able to forgive myself if anything happened to him. I will have to call up the experts; and that is what I will do. I’ll have to make sure that the best stump grinding Melbourne has to offer is ready to help me be done with this tree. That tree won’t know what hit it. It will be like some sort of surprise attack came up in the middle of the night and took it down.

I hope that my son isn’t going to get too mad at me for getting the land clearing crew involved. He adores that big tree but I am really only doing what’s best for him. I doubt he’ll thank me for it, but I don’t expect him to. In fact I would like it better if he never knew the little things that I do for him. As a parent you have to do what it takes to put food on the table. I don’t want him to get the wrong impression of me. I am a giving and a loving parent and that’s all he needs to know. I will give the Melbourne tree felling company the respect that they deserve. I might even get them to cut down another suspect tree at the front of the house. Whether I have the money to have this done is another story altogether.