Everyone’s a critic

Yard work’s not a top priority at the Moose household. We don’t let the lawn get so bad that Boo could get lost in it, but we often have the longest grass on the block. It didn’t used to be that way. But as the years have progressed, I find myself thinking, “eh, I’ll cut it tomorrow.”

So today Gina had to come home from work to meet a repairman. The spring on our garage door broke. It wouldn’t open or close.

The repairman greeted Gina by saying, “You must want to get your mower out.”

Yeah yeah, I get the message. I’m mowing the lawn . . . tomorrow.