Wet, Wet, Wet

I finally was able to cut the grass on Monday. I had to wait until the ground dried up a little bit, but even then the backyard was still very wet. It was like walking on a sponge. It almost makes me wonder why I put the 18 yards of dirt back there 8 years ago. If I need to build up the yard every five years it make me wonder if it is even worth it. Then I look at the clown behind me and think I suppose if I did feel that way I would be like him and have a wetlands in my yard for six months a year.