Mowing is a job that can't be undone or messed up. Too many of the tasks that I complete in a day, especially during these "housewife" days of summer vacation, are undone in a split second. I finish the dishes, and someone eats. I vacuum the floor, and someone spills Parmesan cheese. Fold the laundry, and the dog knocks the piles in the floor. None of that happens with the yard. I mow, I finish, and it looks great, regardless of how many times people and animals traipse across it over the next seven days.
|The path is clear, grasshopper.|