batchaps4me
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Today I was the first to mow in the neighborhood. I was also the last to mow during the first week of DEC. I deserve a country ass whoopin.
Well, I guess you have to make up for all the empty beer cans you leave scattered in your neighborhood somehow.Today I was the first to mow in the neighborhood. I was also the last to mow during the first week of DEC. I deserve a country ass whoopin.
The funny part is that over the summer, I probably keep the worse lawn of all of us. My story now is that I started working on it in the first week of March but lost interest when the neighbors weren't ready to shine. We all know it's bullshit, but it's a ritual. Tomorrow I will smoke a Boston butt and when the neighbors come by to flip me off, we can drink a beer. Yes, I am a dick but it ends well.You're a dick. Every neighbor you have constantly gets cussed out and cut off by their wives because of you..........fucking over achiever.
My yard man decides when to cut my lawn.
My yard man decides when to cut my lawn.
I am just going to be honest, I have nothing against having a lawn guy. For me and the battles I have fought with my knees, mowing is something I just have to do for myself lest it feels like I am giving up. I feel the same about using canes or mobility scooters. Now had I won the Powerball before I screwed up my knees, some folks would be paid well to carry my fat ass in public. Hell, I would have a palanquin to get me from the beer cooler to pissing tree ... but I digress.A-men brotha... I am almost as fond of my yard guy as I am of my dog.
Growing up I had to cut our yard, the yard next to it and the side yard we played football in. It was nearly the size of a football field in fact we had two college All Americans in our pick up team. 16 college scholarships in total.I am just going to be honest, I have nothing against having a lawn guy. For me and the battles I have fought with my knees, mowing is something I just have to do for myself lest it feels like I am giving up. I feel the same about using canes or mobility scooters. Now had I won the Powerball before I screwed up my knees, some folks would be paid well to carry my fat ass in public. Hell, I would have a palanquin to get me from the beer cooler to pissing tree ... but I digress.
I had to give up most of the activities that I like to do due to my knees. It takes me about 30 minutes to push mow my yard and I feel that I need to have something force me to keep working/walking. I can get it mowed for $25/week but I really need to do as much as I can ... even if it is that little. I doubt that I will be mowing in five years but we shall see.Growing up I had to cut our yard, the yard next to it and the side yard we played football in. It was nearly the size of a football field in fact we had two college All Americans in our pick up team. 16 college scholarships in total.
After cutting that much each week I hate yard work with a passion.
I had to give up most of the activities that I like to do due to my knees. It takes me about 30 minutes to push mow my yard and I feel that I need to have something force me to keep working/walking. I can get it mowed for $25/week but I really need to do as much as I can ... even if it is that little. I doubt that I will be mowing in five years but we shall see.
It is actually a good thing and I honestly believe that I probably would not be alive had I not gotten hurt. It is true that you can't fix stupid, but you can survive it at reduced speed. It really stopped me from doing a lot of the crazy ... and I mean certifiably insane ... shit that I was doing and for that, it is a blessing.Sorry to hear that... I do not blame you at all for trying to keep active as much as you can.