Wed 27 Apr 2005
fun under the clouds
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I cut my grass for the first time tonight, and I must say, it was kind of fun. Of course, I only did my front lawn, not the rear, and I think the “fun” part of it had more to do with the fact that it was the first time I’ve ever cut a lawn, not just the first time I cut my lawn (although that is quite fun too). But, as I was reminded later in the night (“you know you have to do this once a week, every week”) I’m sure the novelty will wear off eventually, much as the shovelling of my driveway did after the foot or more of snow we got one day.
I’m not sure why my mother never let me cut the grass when I was younger (and by younger, I mean early teens, not four years old or anything. No child slavery in my family. Except for the cleaning of the bathrooms, but I think that’s slavery at any age.) It wasn’t difficult persay. Tiring, yes, but that may have something to do with the fact that I have a manual mower, not a power mower (yay triceps!). But all in all, I would say that it was fun.
I originally figured that since I got my house at the end of September, there would be no need to cut it before winter started and I could put off the purchase of a lawn mower until this spring. But as the snow melted and I began to look around, I soon came to the conclusion that perhaps my lawn was getting just a little too wild (either that, or my neighbours mow their lawns in the middle of the day. Which is perfectly possible). Anyhow, I was planning on buying the lawn mower last weekend and doing the inageral cutting then, but the rain/snow storm that arrived put off my plans. Then on Monday I got a notice in my mailbox from the city (standard notice, not actually directed at me) that reminded people that their lawns should not be longer than 6 inches or they could be fined and I decided that maybe I shouldn’t put it off any longer.
I was a little torn in my decison to get a manual mower vs. a power mower, but since I don’t have a garage or a shed, and I didn’t fancy leaving my mower out in the elements to rust away on me, the manual mower was really the only option that could be carried up and down the stairs to my basement.
Unless of course I went for the goat option that was presented to me last weekend. But I think two (sometimes three) cats is more than enough.