I DO love him, but I'm sad to say that he has... ermmmm... QUIRKS.
Now I understand why I never want to get married, Quirks.
See, my grass is knee high and he's been promising to mow it for like the last 3 months.
I need it mowed because of work regulations and it's driving me batty.
Well, batty-er than usual, anyway.
Well, first he claimed that there wasn't enough grass to warrant dragging out the mower.
Okay, I'll admit there isn't much grass there, but there are knee-high dandelions and cape weed... so the lawn is looking like a messy flower garden with brown grass mulch! And I know there are snakes and tigers out there, just creeping around.
Then he claimed it was too hot to mow.
Fair enough.... 115F is too hot to do much of anything.
Then he claimed that it was too nice a day, to spend it mowing.
And when the weather is too nice to spend mowing, he prefers to go shopping for totally useful items like rice cookers and battery operated potato peelers. In enclosed malls where he doesn't even know what the weather is like, outdoors.
Yesterday, he promised faithfully that he would mow the lawn today, before the children end up getting swallowed up in the jungle that used to be my lawn. Or bitten by snakes and tigers.
Today it's raining.
Glorious, glorious rain... but he can't mow when it's raining!!!
The rain started about an hour ago and it's a good drenching rain... so all that he will get accomplished today, is using the battery operated potato peeler to peel some potatoes.
He'll say that he can't mow the lawn for at least a week, until the ground and the weeds dry up.
Sooooo... I'm thinking of getting him a tattoo for his birthday.... What do you think?
At least someone will be using a lawn mower around here !!!