11 Gauge
Doctor of Teleocity
I've always hated mowing the lawn, for various reasons.
Probably the biggest reason is that I find no joy in doing something that has to constantly, periodically be done all over again. All I can think when I'm done cutting the grass is that in a week (in the middle of summer in Maryland, anyway) I'll have to do it all over again.
The second biggest reason I hate mowing the lawn is because I have seasonal allergies. So the grass itself doesn't bother me, but all the trees pollenating from April to June are really hard on my system.
The third biggest reason I hated cutting the lawn was because one bordering portion contained the stumps of over a half dozen trees that were cut down. I ended up destroying two blades running over the stumps. I then discovered that I hated repairing a lawnmower as much as I hated mowing the lawn.
The final reason I hated mowing the lawn, and ended up having to get someone else to do it, is because I developed bad arthritis, primarily in my feet, hands, and wrists. It literally became a pain to mow the lawn.
...I'm also now remembering that at one time, my lawn had developed a sinkhole about 18" in diameter, and about 3' deep. The bigger issue was the actual original hole at the top was only about 2" wide (it must have been like 'convex at the top', inside, if that makes sense), so I never knew it was there. It wasn't until I stepped over it with the lawnmower in front that one of my legs went down up to about the knee. If I had fallen backwards instead of forwards, I probably would have mowed off my leg at the kneecap.
Probably the biggest reason is that I find no joy in doing something that has to constantly, periodically be done all over again. All I can think when I'm done cutting the grass is that in a week (in the middle of summer in Maryland, anyway) I'll have to do it all over again.
The second biggest reason I hate mowing the lawn is because I have seasonal allergies. So the grass itself doesn't bother me, but all the trees pollenating from April to June are really hard on my system.
The third biggest reason I hated cutting the lawn was because one bordering portion contained the stumps of over a half dozen trees that were cut down. I ended up destroying two blades running over the stumps. I then discovered that I hated repairing a lawnmower as much as I hated mowing the lawn.
The final reason I hated mowing the lawn, and ended up having to get someone else to do it, is because I developed bad arthritis, primarily in my feet, hands, and wrists. It literally became a pain to mow the lawn.
...I'm also now remembering that at one time, my lawn had developed a sinkhole about 18" in diameter, and about 3' deep. The bigger issue was the actual original hole at the top was only about 2" wide (it must have been like 'convex at the top', inside, if that makes sense), so I never knew it was there. It wasn't until I stepped over it with the lawnmower in front that one of my legs went down up to about the knee. If I had fallen backwards instead of forwards, I probably would have mowed off my leg at the kneecap.