Unintended Consequences

 The other day at lunch break, my co-workers and I were sitting around the table, chatting and chewing, and one of them asked me if I ever had a difficult time coming up with ideas to fill this space. Yes, I said, and swallowed. Because manners.

 I went on to explain that in the beginning, Over My Garden Gate was mostly a place where I could vent my frustration over elk damage, report all the various methods I had employed—and their failure rate. Spoiler alert: it was 100%. Eventually, OMGG became a saga of my desire to build a fence and all the steps it took to achieve it—approximately 862, if memory serves.

Anyway, in June of 2019 I finally achieved a fence! And, with the exception of two “break-ins”, I’ve been “elk free” ever since!

I’ve also been out of easy source material to compla—uh, out of ides of what to write about. The Law of Unintended Consequences has sneaked up behind me and taken a bite out of my hide. According to the internet—who would, of course, never lie to me—"The Law of Unintended Consequences occurs when an impulsive, emotional decision is made that unintentionally creates more problems than it solves. ( -Mark Manson.)

While my decision to build a fence was clearly an emotional one, I disagree that it created MORE problems than it solved. It did, however, help create a deficit of complaints, AKA Garden Gate Topics. Am I in fact, now complaining about not having enough to complain about? Yes, it would appear so.

Thankfully, there is still the weather. And this May and June have been the Best Ever. For complaining about. Because seriously, this is getting ridiculous. And I happen to live next to my own Personal Joneses, who don’t believe in letting a little rain stop them from getting work done. So now I have two complaints.

Things will probably work out, even with the Unintended Consequences Thing.