This is turning into one of “THOSE” days – you know, the ones that make you think you should never have gotten up in the first place? Yeah, that kind.
It started out just fine, until I tried to actually do something constructive. No, wait – I did manage to empty the dishwasher without destroying anything. At least nothing I’m aware of right now. Then – my first mistake – I decided I really needed to go mow that lawn I’ve been avoiding for too long. I filled the mower tank with gas without incident. I even filled the gas tank of the quad while I was at it – successes #1 and #2. The end.
First thing I did? Drive right over a sprinkler – the kind that stick up above the ground right where you can see them – if you’re paying attention. That sprinkler has been there for all the years I’ve been mowing the lawn and before, and I’ve always known it recognized it, and avoided it. Not today. Of course, it happened to be one of the ones I had just replaced the sprinkler head on which I did gather up in many pieces. Trying to hide the evidence. Of course, the fact that the pipe the water flows through to the sprinkler head is still sticking up above the ground a couple of inches wouldn’t be a clue, would it?
Can’t let a little thing like that deter me, though. The lawn still needs mowing, and I’m only on my first trip around it. I moved forward – for another one and one-half rounds. At which point I went very very slowly over a tree root that is partially above-ground – a root I have mowed over many many times. Not today. I think -although I don’t know for sure because I really can’t see much under the mower – I think I embedded a blade into that exposed root. In any case, the mower will not move. So be it. It’s Sunday and I’ll not bother any of my neighbors with my problem. Because, quite frankly, I’m afraid to try anything else. And frankly, Scarlett, I don’t give a damn, right now.
It’s fitting, I guess. I mean, if the country I live in is falling apart at the seams, why not my own little part of the world? Negativity – that’s a very unfair very bad statement. My world is really just fine, and I have so much more than those people whose lives we’re tearing apart by destroying their families – all because they are desperate and want to have lives worth living.
Where has all the kindness gone?