For years I have been afraid of a riding mower. I can just see myself toppling over. My probable mower has little baby wheels on the "deck" that I am counting on to keep me upright. They let me take a test drive inside the store in a somewhat vacant area. A crawling baby could have passed me. I suppose I'll get more comfortable and start zipping around. Maybe, if I pretend I'm in a convertible on the highway.
The worst part is that it will mean a major cleaning of the garage. There is no way it can fit in there unless a lot of other items leave. So, start driving by my curb to see if you want one of 2 old patio tables, several battered lawn chairs or a lot of other "priceless" stuff.
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