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pianomaster42:

pir8crabs:

Earlier when I told people how exhausted I was from having to mow the lawn, most people were either laughing good-naturedly, or saying how they had never had to mow their lawn. But Chai was all

[2:44:24 PM] Chai: Oh wowzers. O:

[2:44:25 PM] Chai: Good job!

[2:44:27 PM] Chai: <333333

It really is an exhausting ordeal. Especially with the pull cord nonriding mowers.

Yep. I’ve one like that, moody too. Drain the kiddie pool, pick up all the toys, fold up all the lawn chairs and table, move them onto the patio, hope the lawn mower will cooperate, mow (no shade, fun in the summer), move the play house, mow where it was, move back. Now, my backyard has a chainlink fence separating part of it for some reason, and my dad’s decrepit old RV is parked in the gate so I spend a couple minutes trying to fit the lawn mower past it, which often involves holding the handlebar low to the ground once I squeeze most of it past, so I can get it under the wheel well. That’s the backyard.

Front yard is alright for half of it, the other half has JUST enough grass that I have to mow it, but it’s mainly bumpy tree roots, dirt and spiky gumballs… I’ve learned to wear eye protection when mowing the front lawn. I live on the corner street so I also have to mow the other side of the sidewalk. Not too hard, but I can’t get too close to all the sales signs put up there (Fun fact: They block my ability to see oncoming traffic when trying to pull out onto one of the busiest streets on my side of town. I hate them.) and have to watch out that I’m not flinging grass and rocks at cars as they pass by. A couples times I’ve had trash thrown at me while mowing by the road, no joke. Then I have to come back with the weed whacker to get all that I couldn’t get along the fence and in between the support wires for the telephone poles.

Not the hardest job in the world by a longshot, but tedious, annoying, and one of the last things I feel like doing in this weather. I picked up two dead birds out of my backyard yesterday when I mowed, but I missed one and chopped it all over the yard…