I have written before about how I hate things in the physical world. Here are a few bullet points about how they return my affections.
- Destroyed my old lawnmower going over a big root. Should not have been going over that root, but I had to get the grass behind it and hate the weedwacker passionately, though I bought it at a yard sale for 5 bucks. 7 with the extension cord.
- Bought new lawnmower (same as old) at Lowe's, just in time for Georgian cookout.
- Mowed before cookout. Grass was wet.
- Went on vacation.
- Came back, need to mow yard. Lawnmower will not start.
- Took to neighbors who race go-karts. They promise to fix ("it will be fun!"). Mow with theirs.
- They do not fix it. In fact, they take it apart no more than I had. Advise taking back to Lowe's.
- I take lawnmower back to my yard.
- Weatherman promises rain.
- Put lawnmower in Subaru to take to Lowe's.
- Drive to work. Minor fumes.
- Go to take colleague to Audi dealer. By now fumes are major.
- Get headache while driving.
- Dump lawnmower back in yard.
- Deliver colleague to dealer.
- Return to work. Minor fumes still there.
- Brain recovers somewhat.
- Write blog
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