What a Gift

Since it's been raining so much the past few weeks, I haven't been able to mow my lawn. Well, I haven't wanted to either, so it was kind of a good excuse. But since it's been dry for a few days, I knew it was coming. Not only did I know that mowing was coming, but with all the rain, the grass was really long and thick. Since Sunday was wasted due to my Titans loss depression, I forced myself into a Monday night date with the mower. All day at work, I was dreading coming home to grass up to my knees (almost). Not that my job is physically demanding, but it takes something out of me that I just hate to have to come home and work some more. I wish I could look at mowing like the guy in this picture, but it just doesn't do it for me. We've got several trees, a hill on the side of our yard, and a stupid chain link fence that the mower always catches on. It usually takes me about an hour and a half when it's not super long.

So to my great surprise when I drive up the road on my way home from work, I see a freshly mowed lawn! Wow, what a gift. my awesome wife took her time when Keeley naps to mow the lawn to take the chore off of me. I know I didn't tell her or show her how much I appreciated her doing it for me, so I hope this blog post makes up for it a little. Thanks baby! I love you.