Won’t Relent

We had a couple days of minimal rain so I decided during the afternoon that I wanted to try to get the grass mowed last night.  I even asked to leave a little early to make the task more doable.  As I drove home I became increasingly annoyed as the commute that was sunny, turned into dark and full clouds in the direction of the house.  I was really pissed.  When I got home it still wasn’t raining but it looked like it could at anytime.

Well that time came about 60 seconds before I was ready to head out and get started, it started to rain somewhat heavily but it stopped after less than 10 minutes so I decided I was still going to press forward with the plan.  As I fired up the mower I could hear the rain ramping up again, hitting the roof of the shed.  I didn’t care, I was now officially committed.

I kept my ass planted on that seat through multiple outbursts of rain, at least a half dozen, soaking my t-shirt in the process.  The wet grass made clogging a thing and spinning wheels a common outcome.  Once again aided by the multiple floodlights I have in the backyard I plowed forward, completing the task at about 7:45 PM, again in complete darkness.  Despite being wet and covered with grass clippings, it felt like an effort well spent.