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In reply to the discussion: I smell a big fat KGB rat in all this. [View all]Kid Berwyn
(15,043 posts)Your son has a great suggestion. Break up the big monster into parts and tackle them over a few days.
My old urban lawn is a tiny, unkept thing, made up of various strains of grasses and hearty weeds. Being Michigan, we had some days in January that were warmer than March. Every spring, it takes me three or four hundred-plus pulls on that frigging cord to get it to sputter to life. I switch off on pulling, awkwardly grabbing with my left hand. Doesnt matter: Both arms get tired. But Im mad and dont quit until its chugging and spewing whatever carbonated crud has clogged it because Im too cheap to hire a lawn service that does a good job without damaging the vinyl siding. Then the first pass through the deep stuff clogs the heck out of my little Honda and I gotta start it back up. Dont worry, it gets worse as we have a small dog and it lives to poop out bigly all the treats it can eat in a day.
Also understand your friend perfectly. Im old and still conceited enough to think young ladies dont notice. My wife is first to remind me: Man, am I wrong. Then, the photographs are proof positive.
Most of all, want you to know: Really, really happy for you, your sons, daughter and family. They are proof of the power of love the greatest force of all.