So a lot of my gardening is in premium real estate, much better than the white trashy neighbourhood I grew up in. Lots of awesome houses and gardens everywhere you look. Affluent. One gentleman, going by the name of Jack, sold his house after I had serviced the garden for a few years I guess, maybe one or two. The hedging profile on the front lawn was parallel to the street and over half the street facing width. I'd hedge this maybe once a year at most. The perpendicular hedge alongside one neighbour's property I'd probably just let that grow. Now I recall like two Christmases ago perhaps, I was bedridden with severe back pain, very likely from not having a lawnmower that was self propelling. Now I have a 'Pope' brand self propelling mower I can avoid serious back pain by using it on jobs that don't require a mower be picked up a lot. The Pope mower is too heavy to carry around a lot. Anyway I think it was Xmas day like two years ago I got out of bed despite the back pain and mowed Jack's lawn. There's a central footpath to the front door so you have to weed whack both sides and a row of Buxus hedges, quite low, alongside that footpath but that was also low maintenance. The opposite neighbour's hedge required hedging maybe a little more than once a year and the garden bed under that I weeded and covered with bark mulch shortly before the sale of the house to improve its look. There was a pebble (pronounced Peh BULL for the Russian readers out there). There were always weeds in these pebbles so I'd spent plenty of time weeding them then dropping glysophate all around to kill the weeds. Behind that was the pool area which was relatively low maintenance and the lawn which anyway had a lot of fallen sticks I'd have to pick up by hand and carry away. The back patio was weed whack then blow with my two blowers simultaneously. All pretty enjoyable work actually, doing exercise, breathing fresh air and getting sunlight.
So I quit smoking tobacco in late 2017, I rarely drink alcohol and I stopped smoking weed in California around winter 2006/2007. I'm in pretty good shape. When I was younger, even before I started smoking weed and tobacco, I'd sometimes blackout. These blackouts were only occasional and went on until the last blackout which I recall was in Sofia Bulgaria in 2007 or 2008 although I might have had a blackout more recently like in the last year but can't recall. I certainly blacked out when I had COVID. Generally with a blackout there would be a sensation of maybe not enough blood or oxygen getting to the head, like everything visually starting to go grey. I'd crouch down low in case I completely collapsed which never really happened. But it would be almost like mild epilepsy especially when I was a kid as the grey visual effect would match the hearing so if a plane was flying over for example, while that sound might only last seven seconds or so, the consciousness would bend so there'd be a disappearance of the sense of time so you'd hear that plane flying over but time just stopped existing and you'd start losing vision but hear that plane ringing in your ears and your consciousness as time started bending and stopping to exist. It was difficult to explain but that's how it was, you'd start blacking out, time would stop existing, like in a dream state, but you could retain consciousness enough not to collapse off your feet but you'd crouch down low and put your hands down just to be safe.
It was never a problem while driving, never happened. Whether driving on the right in Europe and America or the left in Australia, all good.
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