remember the yard

work from yesterday?  I went ahead and cleaned up my trimmings from the bushes and started the mower.  I was only going to do one small section and not risk the possibility of an awkward run-in but then another section was added on, then another and before I knew it the front and side yards were already mowed.  (By the way, there was no yard guy encounter.  whew.)  I decided at that point I could either a) die or b) get Eric to mow the rest after school when it was cooler.  I chose to wait.  Fast forward to about 4:00 and guess what I hear.  The guy was next door mowing.  Cool.  He'll never know it was me.

Actually, I didn't ask Eric to finish the back.  Occasionally I get in the mood to get outside and do things.  This is one of those times.