Finding Grass

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Some people know that i live in a city of 5 million. In the area i live the only time it's quite is between 4 and 7 AM. That's cause people are first getting home from a night out or starting to get up for work. After living here for almost three yrs I've come to dislike city life. All this cement, traffic, and noise is getting on my nerves. I miss the fresh air, and peacefulness of only hearing the birds. But most of all i miss GRASS. Just to feel it on my bare feet. The only place there is grass now is at some small parks, but they are fenced off so running in my bare feet is out. Only other way of seeing grass is to get out of the city, which will take u anywhere between 1-2 hrs of fighting traffic, just to have to spend another hour or two to get back home. Some days it just not worth it.

So this year we decided to buy some grass (sod) and have it in our back yard. That sounds nice shouldn't be a big deal, right??? Wrong!! After searching for almost three weeks we finally have some grass. Like most things here in Greece everything is so dam difficult to find, and when u do they will make it difficult to buy. What could be difficult about buying grass, u may ask???? Well the stores will order u grass but only large amounts. We only wanted a meter or two. We could have the left overs from other large orders, but they won't take your name and put any a side for u. You need to be there when the order comes in and they never really know what day that will be or time. So that was one frustration. So i said lets go to some nursery out side of the city. SOMEBODY HAS TO HAVE SOME GRASS! After a hour and half and getting mixed up with listening to the GPS tracker... (doesn't always work so well here in Greece, cause there's to many curves and unknown roads...in fact one time if i listen to it by turning left i would of ended up in the sea)... anyways we found a nursery, but no grass, after six more stops, twice almost hitting another car (it's not my fault there was no signs telling me i couldn't cross there or the other one being a one way road, again no signs till u see the cars coming at u)... we finally find a place that will sell us grass. So we take one meter, but i looked at it and was picturing myself laying on it and thought one piece wasn't enough so we had take two meters. Now here comes a problem. When they were rolling it up we find out they just watered it. So of course the underside is mud. But hay who cares it's GRASS we found some. So they rolled it up and set it on a piece of plastic, in the back of the car along with five large bags of dirt, and three more plants and a couple pots.

Great we are on our way home. It's now 11:30 AM i swear every dumb ass out there is on the same highway as i was, but that's OK I'm feeling good i have GRASS, I'm all excited. We get back home now we need to empty the car. There is no parking cause both sides of the street is full including the sidewalk. So i put on the flashers, in the middle of the street and we start emptying the car while cars are stopped behind us beeping the horn (WHAT!!! u didn't see my flashers where on or us running back and forth to the car????) So we finish by setting it on the sidewalk and off i go to drop off the car at the parking lot (we pay for parking a block away from us). Now u need to picture this in your mind. We live in a lower apartment. You need to go down fifteen steps. Now u have to walk through the whole apartment before u get to the back yard (which did i tell u it's tiled). Anyways my dear husband (i love dearly but he is a MAN) decides on carrying the sod only on the sheet of plastic that was layed down in the car. Instead of letting me put it in a plastic bag. I put mine in a plastic bag and never left a drop of mud the whole way to the back yard. Well i can't say that for him, he gets two feet before the back door and drops the sod. Mud goes flying on the walls, windows, white curtains, and of course the carpet. Why don't men ever listen??? So after a few choice words, se me polee scota (i hate u so much u poop) and some more yelling (the Greek way of communicating) we (actually i did the planting) put the grass in. Of course one meter was more than enough. My day dreaming of laying on the grass was just that a DAY DREAM. So anyways we ended up throwing one meter of sod away. So the afternoon was spent planting my beautiful yard. Just need two more plants and I'm done. I HAVE GRASS I HAVE GRASS!!! I might not be able to lay down in it and watch the clouds roll by but i can pull up my chair and rest my bare feet in that soft green earth we call GRASS!