Thursday, June 7, 2007
Thurs is the day before Fri
Yep. We're back to that old thought--tomorrow's Friday. And because I have been very, very good and put in 41 hours as of today, I'm going to leave work early tomorrow so I can take care of my errands and be home before 5PM. Then I really, really, really will mow my front and side lawns. The lawn has gone to seed and it looks like an ethereal mini-forest. I'll have to wrestle with myself emotionally and be tough enough to cut down the little "trees", knowing that I am ruining the habitat of many little sprites and fairykins. I'm sure they will now gang up with the spiders that I either escort out of my house or accidentally crush or drown (and it really is accidental) and they'll all be after me. I won't be safe coming or going or sleeping. That means I'll have sleepless nights and my work efforts will become even more pathetic than ever and I will look forward to Fridays with even more intensity, which will probably stress me out and I'll have a heart attack while mowing down the fantastical forest known as my front lawn, and I will die whilst the little "folks" are tethering me to the ground just like "Gulliver's Travels". Is it Friday yet...
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3 comments:
I really hope you don't have a heart attack while mowing the lawn.
I just keep procrastinating that task because I don't want to do anything that might be injurious to my health...that and I don't really want to do it in 92 degree weather. I'm hoping there might be a gardening version of the old fairy tale about the shoemaker and the elves who came at night while he was sleeping and made shoes for him. Every morning he woke up and found all the work done. I'm looking for some lawn mowing elves who won't make any noise to wake up the neighbors or me, but so far, each morning, I just find my grass has grown a bit higher. Hmmm
I'd like some back-massaging elves, personally.
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