Yardwork: The best of times, the worst of times.

I did a thing.

Tired of being disappointed and overcharged for mowing my lawn, I bought a riding lawn mower. Mind you, I’d never driven one before. In fact, I don’t remember ever actually using a lawn mower of any sort. While I had to learn how to use the machine, I also had to learn the art of mowing.

The good news is I survived it, and so did my partner. Yes, I almost flipped several times (my lawn is very uneven), my partner had to duck shrapnel (I always forgot which side the cut grass discharged), and I inadvertently decorated my street with clippings (see previous parentheses).

The bad news is…well, it’s bad. The cut, I mean. Sometimes, the blade was set at 3 inches. Unbeknownst to me at the time, I sometimes accidentally set the blade to 1 inch. I also couldn’t judge the edges, so there are patches of very high grass in conspicuous spots.

But you know what? I had fun, and for a novice, I don’t think I did too badly. Next week, the end product will be better.

I hope.

An interesting haircut.