I've done a lot of not-so-smart things in my life, but one of the biggest was buying a house in the middle of winter, in Maine. Besides not being able to see the roof or most of the foundation, I couldn't see the yard. No big deal, right? I loved the house. My first spring here I was out weeding IN THE FRONT GARDEN BED and I see these red shiny weeds, so I pull them up. There's an awful lot of them. Two days later I come down with a horrific rash, all over my hands and arms and FACE. A few more weeks go by and the red leaves turn to green and I recognize it: poison ivy. I see it EVERYWHERE. I mean, everywhere. I bought 4.5 acres. Roughly 4.3 of them were dense poison ivy patches. It's trying to take over what's left of my front lawn. I tried spraying it with all kinds of horrible noxious chemicals. It wilted for a few days after I did that, then came back with a vengeance. Now I've taken to pulling it up, covered in full body armor. I've managed to thin it out in a few places but knowing how much of it is out there is so daunting. Most people come home from work to relax and do hobbies. I come home to wage the war on ivy. Sorry I just had to rant. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.