April 26th, 2002



I tried out my new cleats last night, and went scampering about in the wilderness that my backyard has become. Not actually running, because the yard is too small. Plus, the ground is uneven, and I nearly sprained my ankle when I didn't see a dip in the terrain. So scampering was all I could manage. They still seemed like nice cleats. My grass, on the other hand, was past my ankles in some places, and totally out of control. It hasn't been cut since late last summer...that's why running was so hazardous.

So...to continue with my buying spree, I went out last night and bought a lawn mower. I did so because (1) the grass is frighteningly long, and (2) my buddy B is in town this weekend with his big truck, which I thought would be helpful. As it turns out though, the mower would have fit just fine in the trunk of my car. But at least I had somebody to help me assemble it once it was home.

I am coming up on my third summer living at this house. My past two summers, I hired myself a Lawn Boy, the kid next door, who uninspiredly cut my grass for $10 a shot. It saved me time and trouble, but I've been meaning to do this myself, so I could do stuff the way I want to. Plus, it'll save me money, and I'll have a good reason to force myself to get some exercise outside once a week. I'm also hoping this will inspire me to make more of an effort with the rest of my rather minor efforts at maintaining a garden.

I have a small lawn, and I abhor big gasoline-powered monstrosities, so I bought myself a nice Reel Push Mower. It's a similar kind to what my dad and I have always used on his lawn, so I know it'll work fine. Good for me, and good for the environment. More modern and easier to use than my dad's old model.

I haven't actually tried it yet, because it was dark by the time we were through putting it together last night. I'll give it a whirl (pun intended) tomorrow, I guess, or maybe tonight if it's still light when I get done with my softball game.

I'm feeling quite the homeowner right now. Wow, my very own lawnmower!

Hope my ex-lawnboy doesn't too much mind his loss of a job....