I hate the electric company. I realize it was my mistake to plant the sugar maples under the lines. I realize that it has grownn 30 to 40 ft into the lines. I realize that they do not have to cooperate with the crazy lady who wont let them cut ....but they have. Last time...many years ago they came and we fought. They cut the tree back. The part where they cut back to is now about a 1/3rd of the tree. Hubby says the trees have to go. I gasp and point out that I just now have the effect I want with the trees shading the area etc. He says they have to come down. They are in the lines that go up the creek to the rest of the houses. So I call the electric company. I talk to the guy over this. He pretends not to know who I am. This is after me screaming they are a bunch of idiots with hard ons for chain saws the last time. He knows who I am or is this a daily experience for cutting crews? I digress....so last week, hubby makes me call them. I am told it will be weeks before he can send a crew out and he will come meet with me this week. I call him to tell him my day has changed. He goes, "O they should be there by then?" They are cutting today. I am furious. I do need the firewood. Husband has promised to replace trees with anything I want. I have hit him up for a walking stick tree, you see all my familiars are buried there. Now I need another interesting tree to plant. It must not be a tall tree....only a short tree under the lines...but I want it to be a curious tree. It has to withstand winters and drought. Any suggestions? I am sure by the end of this day. I will have had a total emotional meltdown and toss hubby for making me do this or just lose it. But I can tell my day has just gone to what I dread, the loss of my trees. So my real social condendrum...do I offer the crew coffee? I would feel bad not doing that...its cool this morning....and yet....i hate them. Perhaps the irony there is I do not drink coffee. I rarely make it and have no real idea how to make coffee.