Planning the push
Based on what I’ve read, and seen in the movies, there are those whoe lead exciting lives. In counterpoint, there are those who get to push the lawn mower around the yard.
I’ve decided that anything can be exciting, or at least interesting. It’s a question of perspective. For example, my mower is electric. That means that I’m challenging my own mortality at every step. Will I cut the umbilical, or dismember myself? Will I catch a loose bit of something or other and hurl it at speeds approaching Mach 1 (toward the neighbour). Can I remove the dreaded dandelion flowers, before they change into a noxious bioproduct?
Should I mow in a N/S or an E/W direction? Is a compass required? And the next time (there’s always a next time with a mower), do I choose the perpendicular, out of fear that we’ll develop a “pattern”? How do golf courses handle this? Should I consult? Or attend university for another degree? Could be fun…
I didn’t realize how hot it was, outside, until I started my session of push. This could throw my electrolytes into imbalance! Should I go and purchase a gallon of Gatorade, in case? What flavour? Too much STRESS (Sh*t To Remember, Every Single Second).
One hour later, I’m back inside. We’ve cut down a tree that had encroached from the neighbour’s yard, and the dog has been given the directive to fertilize elsewhere. With rain on the horizon, my choice of today (over tomorrow) was a classic case of wisdom at work. And with that, the long weekend winds down.
