Still Cutting the Grass

Well, I did end up cutting the grass last night. Sort of. Actually I decided to shower so I could comfortably go to dinner with mom (Frontera--yum!) and thought I'd nixed the grass-cutting idea. It wasn't until about 8:40pm, knee deep into the Bachleorette, that I thought, hey--it might be cool enough outside to cut the back yard.

It was cool enough. Problem is, it wasn't light enough. I cut half of the large back yard before the darkness had me guessing more than mowing. So I thought I'd finish it this morning. You know, first thing before getting ready for the day. Problem is, I woke up, forgot about the yard, and showered. About 8:30am I thought maybe I could still cut grass without getting too sweaty. Wrong. I ended up cutting another 1/4 of the yard and quitting when the sweat dripping down my back became uncomfortable.

So most of the yard is cut. The idea of cutting 1/4 of a yard is much less intimidating than cutting the whole thing. So I imagine I'll finish that tonight. To sum up, cutting the entire yard is taking four attempts (one for the front, 3 for the back).

You homeowner folks must be tough to cut grass every week in the Georgia humidity all summer long. I'm not even talking about things like edging, watering, weeding, fertilizing, and planting. I'm impressed.