Took the lawn mower that DW uses at her father's place back over in the pickup truck. (I'd brought it home to do the oil change, drain fuel, etc. last fall.) Then I went back home, got on the motorcycle, and rode back. I was supposed to bring the battery charger we forgot to bring for the mower but couldn't find it because we put it somewhere where it wouldn't get lost.
I'm sure no one else has ever done that.
Then FIL and I sat on the shaded chairs, drinking iced tea, and watched DW mow the lawn. Really. She seems compelled to do it. And no, I didn't feel even a twinge of guilt or shame.
Then I rode back home and mowed our lawn.
I'm sure no one else has ever done that.
Then FIL and I sat on the shaded chairs, drinking iced tea, and watched DW mow the lawn. Really. She seems compelled to do it. And no, I didn't feel even a twinge of guilt or shame.
Then I rode back home and mowed our lawn.