If I live long enough, I suppose I’ll be pleasantly surprised to wake up on any given morning. At this point, though, it kinda just sucks. At least on weekdays. But it’s a special, exciting day today, as my new lawnmower is set to arrive. Yes, that’s pretty much what it’s come down to. Our old lawnmower, which is a Wal-Mart special (bough back before I became enlightened) that has to be about 12 years old, and cost, I think, $99. So I guess we’ve gotten out money’s worth. The new one is electric, and while I’m happy about the lack of noise, fumes, gas, and oils (and the fact that it’s really, really light), I’m a bit dubious as to the whole extension cord thing. Especially since my stepson has been kind enough to cut the grass for us most of the time. He’s a good kid, but, well, you know how kids are. He isn’t real good at taking direction (“yeah, yeah. I know”) and I don’t always get the sense that he’s paying attention, so I figure there’s an “oops” in our future (I just hope that when it happens, the grass isn’t wet). Oh well. We shall see.<\/p>\n
But there’s even more excitement today, as my new finish nailer is coming, too. I have a brad nailer, which is pretty handy, and a framing nailer (which has a pretty good kick; you don’t wanna forget to rotate the exhaust away from your face), but I needed something in between. <\/p>\n