At first I thought I would just post a picture on Facebook about mowing the lawn today. I severaly underestimated the work involved and have no doubt this afternoon qualifies as project status and worthy of a blog post.
All I can say is, it’s all about who you know. When my Dad said he would bring his lawn mower over to help out I didn’t realize he meant the mother of all lawn mowers. This thing is more comfortable, runs better, and gets better gas mileage than my truck.
As my Dad made the first pass with the lawn mower, he paused for a brief moment of nastalgia. “You know, son,” he said. “This reminds me of when I was young, helping my dad…bail hay.” After all was said and done I was left with 17 bags of grass to take to the Yard Waste transit center.
This afternoon would not have been possible without the sudden and unexpected help from my family. My dad with his equipment and work ethic, my brother-in-law with his constant positive attitude even after raking the same lawn 4 times after each mow, my Mom who made her own non-trivial contribution (see below), and my sister who spent 4 hours entertaining Abby and Wallyman. Oh, and she picked up the Chinese food for dinner.
After 5-6 passes with the lawn mower, endless raking and bagging, we were left with a lawn any homeowner would be proud of. Here is the front.
And the back. Jess, don’t let the loss of the long photo-op grass make you sad…
Let this make you happy! Thank’s Mom!
It hurts to type and I’m running on about 8 hours of sleep over the last three days. So that is all for now. Good night.