Appreciable Laziness

When Earl and I moved to the suburbs, I had one primary concern. Competing with the neighbors. Especially when it when it comes to… the lawn.

I don’t enjoy mowing the lawn. I used to like it, but that lasted for maybe three weeks of the first year in our old house. Now its just a pain. It’s boring.

Apparently our neighbors feel the same. They don’t de-weed. The don’t use lawn sweepers. They do as I do… throw the mower to the lowest setting, and ride just on the edge of “burning rubber”.

I knew I loved this house.