I went and got the gas and I filled the push mower and I mowed about 1/2 acre in the front yard, including my wildflowers which needed mowed before they really took.
I feel good, better. It really helped and, as always, I had my most profound thoughts whilst mowing. But, mainly, I just worked my body and it felt nice using these ol muscles again.
I bet my mom has dinner with stepdad on Friday. That's what would take precedence over my previous appointment. Jeezus. This is why I'm paranoid. I'm surrounded by people who don't say what they mean or they mean at the time and then backtrack and make excuses and back out of previous obligations.
Still peeved. I'm going to try tapping on this one and see where it takes me.
I felt strong mowing. Third summer without Smokey and, somehow, the yard still gets mowed and things still get done. :-) I'm not spending this one crying as I weed. Been there, done that.
"You know, it's times like these when I realize what a superhero I am." Tony Stark/Iron Man
“Focus on what you can do, then do it with all your heart.” Lois Wilson
