I’ve been REALLY struggling with productivity lately…especially regarding house things. Then, the weather started to get better, AND I’m definitely a -need to be with my favorite person- person. SO, when he was out in the yard this past weekend I decided to take matters into my own hands and attempt to weed out the vines and leaves from my newly discovered ridge of daylillies in the backyard. Hubster is more of the opinion that we should just mow it…but flowers cost money and I’m determined to save what I already have since I probably won’t have time to plant fresh until NEXT spring.
So I took the before picture and got to work.
When I began on Saturday, it felt so discouraging, I’d only liberated maybe a square foot. And I did so without the right tools or gloves. My knuckles were sore from attempting to rip this random plant out of the ground, but I would cackle in victory as the roots were loosed.
I worked more on Sunday and Monday since the weather was so gorgeous, obtaining more official equipment like a trowel, gloves, and knee board. The plants seemed to flourish with their freedom.
Then, Tuesday while in a supervision meeting I began to scratch at a bump on my knee. I’d suspected it was a bug bite, but it had grown through the day. Also, there was a bump on left cheek (face, you guys) that I thought was a random zit that continued to grow.
I’ll admit while pulling the vines I had a sneaking suspicion that it would probably be worth knowing what the poisonous vines even look like.
As the rashes spread it became undeniable I had poison something…though it is still unclear what as the picture of the vines I was pulling do not match the pictures for ivy, oak, or sumac.
Currently, I’ve tried calamine, hydrocortisone, taking drowsy pain meds, and used Zanfel a $50 wash that I’m guessing I used incorrectly given the amount of itching I’m still trying to bear through. The redness and itchiness have increased each day. And the advice I get? Don’t itch it, and wait for it to pass -_-. Yay! Meanwhile, people are either avoiding me, or providing other recommendations, nothing of which provides any longterm relief.
It has unfortunately gotten to the oozing stage…I’ll spare you the pictures…for once my zest for documentation has been paused.
Sheesh! I meant for this to sound funnier…I mean I didn’t even know that I was fighting with something poisonous. Those daylillies better bloom pretty, that is all I am saying. Oh the life of a homeowner. This too shall pass :0)
Amidst my itchiness we welcomed some friends over for our first dinner party, even if it was rednecked in our carport with buckets instead of proper patio furniture. I’m so excited to continue to document those types of home owner adventures.