I’ve only mowed a lawn twice in my life. The first time I was about 14 and living in Wyoming. The lawn at the farm is about 10,000 square feet and we had a riding mower. When I was done my dad said it looked like a drunken sailor mowed it. I never had to mow again.

Until today.

Jef needed to do major pruning on the trees in our front yard, so I decided I should get past my fear of our lawnmower and pitch in. It wasn’t horrible, but our lawn is HUGE, and as I’ve previously mentioned, it looks like Jurassic Park in the back. After I did the front, I took a break to show Jef my work and he asked if I mowed it blindfolded.

Clearly I haven’t gotten any better at this in the last 14 years…