I have just mowed the lawn, thus eliminating one of the few remaining things about which I could say “I just don’t know if I can do that while Robin’s at work, because what if the kids are sleeping and they wake up and I don’t hear them, or what if they’re awake and they, like, crawl into the blade and I am too stupid to turn the thing off in time?”
Of course, my mother-in-law was here, so it’s not a completely valid test, but we all still have all our limbs, and there wasn’t even a moment when she was forcibly restraining anyone, so I think we can call it a success.
So, yay!? I don’t need Robin to mow the lawn anymore. Oh, wait.
Well, on the plus side, I did it as randomly as I do everything else, so it kind of looks like I actually involved the children in the mowing process. (Update: this was supposed to also say “so he probably won’t want me to do it anymore.”) And! I invented a new game, where you drive through a neighborhood and guess who has a lawn service and who doesn’t. It’s surprisingly easy, but then all the best games are, aren’t they? And and! I composed this blog post in my head while I was mowing, so there’s a bonus for, you know, ALL OF HUMANITY.