First, I spent the entire Spring cleaning up the yard, killing all unwanted weeds and ugliness.
Then I threw my back out and couldn't do anything at all.
Next, I hired the neighbor's kid and paid a pretty penny to return my pride and joy to its pristine state while I was laid up.
Following, work went crazy and they thought we were in a non-volunteer Army, preventing any kind of yard work, including mowing the lawn.
Now -- the weeds -- they're back.