On Sunday I mowed my yard.
Big deal- right?
It is for me. Let me give you a rundown of my attempts to mow this approximately half acre of land.
But first I have to take you back to my youth.
When I was around 14-years-old my Dad thought it was time I learned to drive the riding lawn mower. My sister, who is two years younger, had already been mowing for a few years. So on a hot summer afternoon Dad gave me a brief overview of the gears and such.
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