Mowing the Lawn

And other nonsense..

It's not raining!  Yes, this is a rare occurrence in the wet, cold, rainy hell that I normally live in.

Since the husband unit has been busy cleaning up the messes of others I tasked myself with the mowing of the lawn.  I'm old hat at this.  I secretly love to mow the lawn.  I love to be out of doors, and work hard.

I am so glad they (the powers that be) put up fences.  It makes it so much easier for me to ignore my neighbor properly.  She's not all that nice.  She's nosy, a gossip, and fake.

Today I was in a hurry.  Short person needed to be picked up at 2:15pm.  I finished the big section, leaving the part near the neighbors yard for the husband unit to take care of.  If anyone is going to get grumbled about, let it be him.  He outranks the male part of the neighbor couple so it works wonderfully.  I finish up my part, start putting the mower away just in time to hear her talking to someone.  The lies!  Why would she say those things?

So, FUNeighbor.

Stick around, I'll share more until she moves and some other moron moves next door, because I know I have pissed off the Goddess enough in my lifetime and I am sure I won't get a reasonable, rational adult moving in next door in July.