Thursday, April 14, 2016

Timing Is Everything

It's raining on my lawn this morning, which has -- during my current infirmity -- gone from the short-stubbly winter carpet it was when last I mowed it six months ago, to a shaggy, unruly (and thistle-flecked) mess.

My scheme had been to make sure I had enough gas in the red can, then use one of the battery chargers in the shop downstairs to see if I could jump-start the mower without using my car, and if that worked, get a pre-shag mow in before replacing the mower battery for yet another season of hot, humid, spiderwebby landscape work.

I'm a whole lot more open to the idea of just hiring a service and being done with it, than I was a few weeks ago.


  1. I outsourced my lawn stuff a couple years ago, and I don't regret it: they have better equipment, and they work a heck of a lot faster than I ever did.

  2. If tomorrow proves to be my third good day in a row, I'm tempted almost as sorely as I spent the previous week not sleeping to try starting the damn mower and see what fate offers.

  3. I woke up not sore at all, at least compared to the previous two mornings. How that translates into temptation today remains to be seen.