I went to Home Depot to get mulch for my garden. I wanted to do an especially good job of mulching this time, so I got fifty bags of mulch. Guess how many bags fit in my truck? Not fifty.
Twenty five bags fit in my truck comfortably. With some heaping I could fit more, but not fifty. Roger helped me load the mulch, and when it was apparent we wouldn’t get all fifty in, he told me to ask for him when I came back, so he could help with the other half.
Loading the truck with two people was a breeze. Unloading with one was a little more difficult, as Beth might attest, since I was grunting and panting on the phone with her as I stacked the first load in my yard.
Now who has time to spread all that mulch, though? Or is this something Denis will be doing over time – poor guy…
Agreed. I’m guessing you are doing this for curb appeal, but that is definitely one job I would never think do before selling a house. Bags of heavy? No thanks.
I’m sure it will look glorious, though!
It’s “Mulch Madness”!
Again? Seriously? My truck is bigger and I was free all day. And I have muscles?
That was supposed to be a smiley face not a question mark.
I attest.