Instead of fixing the handle again, I bought a new self-propelled lawn mower from Sears and gave it a spin this morning. Pretty neat. Haven’t had a self-propelled mower since the family left Hazelwood back in 1968. Mowing the front yard was a real treat, and I started for the back but suddenly realized I’d overheated myself although it was only in the 70’s and the mower did most of the work. Got light headed and decided I better quit. Went inside, cooled off, and slept the rest of the day. Kind of disappointing. Not sure what that was all about. Medications, I hope. Got a pizza from Little Caesar’s for supper, and spent the evening with TV and computer and bills. Also disappointing. So, maybe I’ll spend part of Mother’s Day mowing the back yard. Ugh, more disappointing! 😕
Sent Jeffrey an email about Christmas, past and future. Hard to tell how the Chappells Christmas might shape up this year. It may be time to let go of some notions that, once upon a time, I took for granted. Time marches on. Things change.
Of Mowers and Holidays
May 8, 2004
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John
Instead of fixing the handle again, I bought a new self-propelled lawn mower from Sears and gave it a spin this morning. Pretty neat. Haven’t had a self-propelled mower since the family left Hazelwood back in 1968. Mowing the front yard was a real treat, and I started for the back but suddenly realized I’d overheated myself although it was only in the 70’s and the mower did most of the work. Got light headed and decided I better quit. Went inside, cooled off, and slept the rest of the day. Kind of disappointing. Not sure what that was all about. Medications, I hope. Got a pizza from Little Caesar’s for supper, and spent the evening with TV and computer and bills. Also disappointing. So, maybe I’ll spend part of Mother’s Day mowing the back yard. Ugh, more disappointing! 😕
Sent Jeffrey an email about Christmas, past and future. Hard to tell how the Chappells Christmas might shape up this year. It may be time to let go of some notions that, once upon a time, I took for granted. Time marches on. Things change.