When I was huffing and puffing behind the manual lawn mower earlier, I thought I might get a blog post out of it. Now I am not so sure. Did I tell you what I did on Monday to feel like much woman? For once I can’t be too lazy to go back and check.
Ah. I said I made great efforts in yard work but did not specify. Let’s see, can I make a long story short and do I even want to try? We had not mowed our lawn yet this year, and with all the rain it was getting a little embarrassing. The reason (or the lame excuse, if you are being judgemental) (you know who you are) was that our garage door is so difficult to open. It has always been a toughie, but last year the spring broke and, damn.
We tried putting an appeal out on Facebook, hoping a muscular friend or two could help us out. Of course everybody was busy on the holiday. Well we have limited days we are both available and it is not raining.
Obviously I cannot make a long story short, and that is too bad, because even I am getting bored with this one. And I have the damnedest feeling I have told it before. Listen, I checked one past post, I cannot, will not go around looking through… Oh, well, I guess it is only two more. Silly me.
OK, I checked (answered a couple of comments while I was at it). I’m good, haven’t told the story in this space. However, it is getting to be a long story and I am tired. I think I’ll make it a two parter. This part ends with me sitting in my house, considering my overgrown lawn and my stubborn garage door. I guess you know how it ends, because of that line about great efforts in yard work, but there are a couple of twists along the way (or do I flatter myself? ). I hope you’ll stay tuned.