So, my neighbor, who is the

brother and son of some other neighbors who aren’t very nice, had trouble with both his mower and weed whacker yesterday and today. This inspired me (as did the perfect weather: 62 and sunny) to mow my own grass and hey, guess what? The old girl started pretty easily for a 20 year old and went through all the high damp grass I’d left like a meadow like a charm.

Sure feels nice to have good luck when someone selfish has bad luck.