...but I really like to mow the lawn. My lines aren't straight (heaven knows I can't even CUT a straight line with scissors, so why should I think I can push a 20+ lb. piece of machinery in a straight line?), I missed a few spots, but there was something extremely satisfying in watching the uncut row next to the currently being cut row. I'm weird, I know. Maybe it's because I never had to do it growing up.
We had a small jungle growing in our yard due to all of the rain, warm weather, etc, and since DH has been gone so much lately I decided to take matters into my own hands. Mr. A was a dutiful helper/cheerleader. Thank you. I will not be starting my own lawn business, however.
And, DH just informed me that he will be mowing again on Monday ("just to get it to a lower cut length" - mmm, hmm. right. i'm not offended.)
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