It's raining, again, here in my lovely hometown. My grass is nearing waist-high and I have no idea when I'll be able to mow it down. For the past few weeks, the pain has been so bad that I just couldn't imagine the task of getting the mower outside, dealing with the power cables, pushing the darn thing back and forth - and my yard isn't even that big. But, you guys know how it is, even the simplest chore can be daunting when you're in pain.

So, finally I've been starting to feel better, and a bit guilty that I put it off for so long. Yesterday, I woke up with all great intentions of finally tackling the job, but it was raining. Today, same thing. Even if the rain stops, the grass is wet, making it pretty much impossible to use the mower without mucking it up with the wet stuff. And now, we're heading into the hot weather, which makes it even more difficult. The way my yard is positioned, there are big hedges that block the sun on most of it and I always have to wait until later in the afternoon just to let the normal dew from the morning dry out. I can't imagine how long it will take to dry out the rain, too, and deal with sweaty, stinky weather, ugh!

If I had the money, and a willing victim, I would gladly pay someone to do it for me. But, alas, the neighbor kid that previously had the job has now turned 21 and no longer has any interest doing it.

Waaaahhh.

Sorry, done whining now. I just had to share.