DAY 570
Dammit.
I regret it when the next-door neighbor mows their lawn before I do.
I was gone all last week & they didn’t do squat. Then, just when I’m primed to knock this shit out today, I get home & find THIS.
I’m half expecting Jane Goodall to pop out of that jungle.
Problem is, it was hot as balls when I got home tonight, so I was putting it off until it got later. But now they’re predicting rain.
Normally I don’t take any stock in what the fucking Weather Channel app tells me. It’s less predictable than an ACTUAL weatherman. But the sky is already shitty looking.
Thing is, our overall landscaping is for shit.
So, the grass is really the only thing we’ve got control of. Hell, I don’t even know what kind of fucked-up bush THIS is.
I mean, get a load of this freaky Audrey II.
Yeah, I ain’t touching that shit.
What’s worse, I regret that the neighbors on the other side decided to install a kid’s pool, which breaks up the property line I normally follow.
There used to be a trampoline in its place, which was a lot easier to cut around.
Oh, wait. It’s still there.
Now, it’s already starting to rain. And getting dark.
Aw, fuck it.
And here I’d already laid out my crotchless mowing pants.
Tomorrow, I guess.
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brideihl said:
Regret-a-Day is like Herman’s Head. I love it.
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bolds said:
I wish Crotchless Mowing Pants was a better band name.
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