I spent the last hour of daylight today cutting the grass. I love mowing the lawn. I'd do that any day over ironing, dusting, vacuuming, etc. There's something therapeutic about those straight manicured rows that appear as soon as you walk across:
9 months ago
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I love the satisfaction of the cut grass, but the stress of starting the damn mower is too much for me. I can't ever do, flood the engine, yell curse words, etc.
This is in Mike's category of chores. He does: vacuum, mow, iron and I do everything else. Moving objects across a flat surface drives me batty, I will clean a toilet first! Ha!
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