I’m showing this because the roofing guys, as part of our agreement, were supposed to run a big, rolling magnet over our yard to pick up their nails after they finished the job.
As you can see, they didn’t.
Kevin just took a break to have some lunch and he’s back out there hunting for more nails right now. He’s already filled up one baggie. The thing is, when he first suggested buying a magnet so he could do this, I thought he was being anal.
Just proves how wrong I am most of the time and how grateful I am that he doesn’t listen to me all the time.
Between the neighbor dog using our yard as a toilet and now all of these nails, we’ll need full-body armor just to go outside.
It’s always something.