Earlier this spring I announced to my DH that I wanted to take on the chore of mowing our yard this year. Looking up from a raised eyebrow followed by an eye-roll, I got a "Ahh Huh".
I thought it would be the best way for me to get the job done to my satisfaction, in a timely fashion and what great exercise~ think of the steps I'd be adding onto my pedometer.
So last weekend I got my first lesson. My DH is on his annual fishing trip in the Florida Keys and I needed instruction on this piece of equipment that I had never used!
I ended up mowing half of the lawn and then took a break.
I decided to finish it up yesterday morning. We had just had a large tree removed from our front yard and I needed to spruce things up a bit!
One rock later, the mower coming to an abrupt halt, put an end to my summer job of being chief mower!
...and my DH has only been gone one day.
I decided to fire myself!
I wonder how much trouble I can get into in two weeks...
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