Friday, June 11, 2010

Throwing in the towel

In life, it sometimes takes us a few tries before we are able to grasp the lesson embedded within our mistakes. For us, it took just twice before we finally got it. You see, we have spent the last 3 years in the throes of a battle that has finally caused us to completely give up: the endless quest for a halfway decent lawnmower.

Lawnmowers, as you likely realize, are expensive. Especially the mowers that possess the capability to efficiently mow 1+ acres of grass. We are the people who need said mower, yet somehow we have repeatedly ignored the call to become the proud owners of such a machine. We began our journey with an awful, used, old and crusty mower that lasted roughly 6 months while in our care. It died frequently before being declared "un-fixable" by the local lawn service. Instead of holding a funeral service, we just left it there and never returned their calls to come pick it up.

After that foray into crappy mowers, we began another soon after by purchasing a 25 year-old John Deere mower. It worked for about a year before also meeting the same fate. Often, it met that fate in the middle of our yard and stayed there until the situation could be remedied. By remedied, I mean pushed back into the garage by my large muscles while my husband spewed obscenities because it refused to start. Or, we covered it with a blue tarp to protect it from the rain, which made us the classiest people on the block.

There was a lot of cussing. There were frequent oil spills. There were flat tires. There was more cussing. There was me breaking my promise not to go to Awful Superstore to find parts that didn't exist. The last "dying in the middle of the yard" situation was the straw that broke my husband's back. When we finally got the hunk-o-junk back into the garage using only our glute muscles, he dramatically wiped the sweat from his brow and declared that it was time to buy a new lawnmower, otherwise he was going to have a mental breakdown and do this to it:

After doing massive amounts of research, we finally bit the bullet and bought a new mower. It's really shiny, quite pretty and red and I'm not allowed to touch it. Which is probably a good thing, considering that my ability to operate heavy machinery leaves much to be desired. Plus, it's a valid excuse to nag my husband. Always a good thing, right?


Ron Cooper said...

I’m following you now on Blog Hop Friday! Please follow me back on my blog “Inspire!”


The Mommy said...

That looks like a sleek machine!!
LOL @ the clip, I love that movie:)
I just know I'll love your blog too. I'm your newest follower. Hope you follow be back:)

Krissy said...

Following you from Friday Follow!! I hope you can stop by our blog too and do the same. Have a great weekend.

SueShine said...

I've been following your blog for a couple weeks and enjoy it so much. I know you have mentioned that "Awful store" before. We have our own special name for that store too, we call it h*ll-mart. I thought you would get a kick out of a something I read in a real obituary this last week..."she had do real hobbies, but she was an avid Wal-mart shopper" no kidding! Her family actually put that in her obit! I quickly informed my family that they better NEVER do such a thing. I can't even openly make fun of it as I live in a small town and you just never know who might be related to who and I certainly wouldn't want to be disrespectful. I need to go find lots of hobbies now...

Emily said...

Thanks everyone! Those of you who are new: I'm now following you, too. :)

Ott, A. said...

Nice. I know how frustering a lawnmower can be. Right now I'm frusterated because it's raining so much I can't mow. The new mower looks awesome, and I'm sure will do a great job.


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