Passover

I must have properly marked the outside of my home and put up the proper sign upon the windowsill because I believe I have been passed over by the mulchers. It feel very blessed. I felt a little bit like the angel of death has passed me by.

I woke up at 8am to the sounds of shovels scraping and a truck idling. I knew they had come. It took everything in me not to get up and go outside on my front step to superivise the goings ons. I tried to stay in bed and listened to the shovels which sounded decently far away. Eventually I got up and peeked out the blinds. All of my neighbors got new mulch today, but I was spared, and I am thankful.