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It was the first mowing of the lawn and, in case you are unaware, I hate mowing the lawn.
After John did the requisite lawnmower maintenance, (gas, oil, reattaching loose parts, and mouse nest removal) I went to work on the lawn.
I cruised around contemplating if I could not mow the lawn anymore because we might be moving this summer. Failing to come up with a legitimate reason to justify that line of thought I continued unhappily driving in circles.
Until I hit a fence post. (Which, in my defense, was lying flat on the ground under the grass – at least until I mowed over it.)
Then I stopped.
And wondered why my list of things I’ve run over includes, wheelbarrows, tractor chains, logs, dog toys, golf balls, giant holes (that’s really more of a fall into) and now fence posts, (but not dead cats…
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