Death of a Nemesis

So you may remember that I’ve had a rather love-hate relationship with my lawnmower.  Of all the gadgets I’ve acquired to help me maintain a house, the lawnmower has been the one that has made me curse the most.  Seriously.  And I don’t curse.  (Well, unless you count what I say under my breath as the jump rope keeps biting me when I miss double unders.)

003I fought with my lawnmower every time I did spring maintenance on it, but generally once I got the thing up and running, we got along pretty good.

Until last summer.  The thing just up and died on me with the back yard half mowed.  I probably kicked the thing, thought about saying a few choice words, slammed a door or two, and probably popped a blood vessel from being angry–at an inanimate object.  But there you go.  That’s how my lawnmower affected me.

At a loss as to where to go to get a lawnmower fixed and not wanting my neighbors to be ashamed to live next door to the house with a jungle for 01c73695ec5cb5a4339ebab6f85c8a8c884f018810a yard, I hired a lawn mowing service to mow my yard for the rest of the summer.

And then they had to keep coming this year because my sick little lawnmower was still caput.  But the thing was, I was enjoying not having to mow my lawn.  I didn’t miss struggling with my mower.  I didn’t miss the dirt blowing into my eyes and nose and getting sopping wet with sweat from walking back and forth across the yard in searing heat.  I liked coming home and seeing my yard neatly mowed and edged.

But then I started thinking about all the money I was paying to have my yard mowed when I am perfectly capable of doing it myself, except that my lawnmower had pooped out on me.  My independence won out and I found a mobile small engine repair service to come and smack my ornery lawnmower into compliance.

Only there was no smacking it into compliance.  After an hour in the repair man’s mobile fix-it trailer, he gives me the word.  “I think its had it.”

I felt strangely sad.  This lawnmower and I had gone 9 rounds every spring for the last 10 years, and as mad as that thing made me, it mowed 001my lawn neatly.  So I watched the man put my frenemy into his trailer and haul it away to the lawnmower graveyard.

So now I am lawnmower-less and trying to decide what to do.  Do I continue paying to have my lawn mowed or do I buy another lawnmower, command dominance over it, and spend time every week outside in the blazing heat to keep the grass under the control?

Oh, the trials of being single!

But, seriously, all jest and joking aside, these situations are some of the hardest for me as a single gal.  Sometimes it would be nice to have someone to bounce ideas off and to talk through decisions with.  But that’s not my present reality, so I’m just kicking my options back and forth, arguing with myself, weighing the pros and cons, evaluating my priorities.  Is having more time to do other things more important?  Or is freeing up finances most important?  ARGH….

Talk to me:

What would  you do?  Buy a lawnmower or pay for lawn service?

Author: Juanita

Thanks for dropping in! I'm Juanita. People tell me I don't look like a Juanita since I'm red headed and freckled with super pale skin, but what's in a name, right? I'm a 40-something, single (as in no kids, never been married) gal from Oklahoma. I'm a nurse and most importantly, a follower of Jesus. I love chocolate, am scared of heights, and petrified of snakes. After my fortieth birthday and coming to grips with the fact that I was obese, I discovered I'm a runner and a CrossFitter, and that there's a whole lot of life left to live. I just had to get past the fat, stare down the fear, and realize that 40 is not too old for new beginnings. So this is the story of my struggles and adventures in the quest to live a healthy life in mind, body, and soul.

4 thoughts on “Death of a Nemesis”

  1. Juanita, I mow my grass and struggle when it doesn’t work. I actually went out to BA Lawn on 71st BA. They offer a progra that if you buy your mower there, they will pick it up, repair me bring it back. See them.

  2. I would keep the lawn service. I get the impression that you didn’t especially enjoy yard work. If you can afford it, I think it’s fine to pay someone else to do it. I grew up with the midwest mentality that if you know how to do it you should do it yourself. But when my husband hired someone to do our lawn work and I didn’t need to be in charge of it any more, it was an amazing relief.

    1. I actually get a strange sense of satisfaction in making my yard look neat, but it is a lot of work. I think that midwestern mentality is part of my dilemma. I’m perfectly capable of mowing my own yard, so why should I pay to have it done?

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