So here I am, anxiously watching the lawn, willing it to grow, so that I will need to go cut it...
Wait a minute! Is this John Reading, who hates yard work of every form, and who has never in his life wanted to mow the lawn? Yes, it is, but as usual, there is an additional detail that makes the story make sense.
Last Friday the lawn was ridiculously long, so I went out and mowed it and it all looked nice and pretty. However, on Saturday while I was at Home Depot I decided to buy a new electric lawn mower. Self-propelled, no less. So now I have a beautiful new toy with no reason to use it until the lawn gets a little longer. Life is so tough. I believe the technical term for this is "First-World Problems".
Incidentally, I bought the old mower in Southern California, so it is at least 21 years old, and probably a few years older than that. Although various pieces have fallen off over the years it still works just fine. I feel a little bad for having bought a new one when the old one still works, but I suppose I will survive.
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