Today for the first time in, oh... 18 years, I mowed the lawn. I had three younger brothers. One of whom is only 2 years younger than me. So mowing the lawn was not one of my chores. Good thing I've had lots of vacuuming experience so I knew just what to do -- back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Just kidding. Okay, maybe I started out like that before it came to me that no one mows their lawn that way. Actually I was rather proud of myself for getting the mower started. Roy makes it look so easy. I think I may need to ice my sholder tonight. Also, my hands may never stop vibrating. I think I have discovered the cure for Parkinsons... stop mowing the lawn.
All this is just a long story to illustrate the great lengths some people will go through to procrastinate canning.
Another great procrastination mechanism: blog about procrastination.
*just so you know, I did 13 quarts of pears yesterday people. by.my.self. except for the kids. who did not help. unless you call eating the pears so I didn't have to peel them helping which was helpful. sort of.
1 comment:
Wowsers. I LOVE to mow the lawn. Except my fingers ache when I'm done.
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