today will be the day!
between legal crap going on. Not knowing if I'm moving or staying, a major test tomorrow and a ton of grass to cut.
The mower was parked in the dilapidating 150 year old dirt-floor barn- in such a fucked up- hard to move matter.. it's moments such as those when I think: do men really have brains??? Finally get the damn thing out- after a series of impossible K-turns, to find-- Yeah- of coarse it needs gas-- duh??? naturally. Get to the very end of the driveway-- [now over a 5 minute or so walk from the barn] to realize- it has a flat tire.
Tomorrow is our Anniversary. Larry is leaving for Florida because very sadly his mom has just been given about 1-2 weeks to live. I know just by writing that- it makes shit like the flat-tire mower seem like ice cream sundae-- And I love his mom dearly- and my heart psychically aches for my husband-- But to roll back the clock to 16 years prior- to a woman who cursed our wedding and was totally against it.. This is going to sound like the most obnoxious thing anyone could ever write [other than wishing death on a person] so- I'm not even going to write it. The point is- I just always want Oct. 3rd to remember as our wedding anniversary- and nothing else. I never want to remember sadness on that day- only happiness. so let's just keep it at that.
Still doesn't fix the fucking mower and make the grass stop growing. October has been a real blast so far. Can't wait-- to see how the rest of the month pans out. yippee-fuckingdo.
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