Lawn Care Battle Gear

Recently my husband has gotten a second job to help make ends meet and so that we can get out of debt sooner than when we die (Did you know they cancel credit card debt when you die? Credit card retirement here I come! Just kidding).

Anyways, because my husband isn't around a lot right now, I have had to man up and tackle some tasks that normally I wouldn't. For example... mowing the lawn.

This was me gearing up to mow the lawn... I actually have a legit excuse as to why I don't mow normally, I have a grass allergy. It's so frustrating because I can't be within a mile ( a mild exaggeration) of anyone mowing, even driving with the windows down during the summer can turn into an allergy attack. (boo, to things that make you sneeze) So this is me is me in full lawn battle mode, ready for whatever may be thrown my way!

Considering my grass was about a foot and a half high ( not an exaggeration) and I couldn't see what was in it, there were lots of things thrown my way. This included dog poop, my Donald Duck anger thermometer, that hovers over my head was about to explode, but that's a story for another day.

Let me tell, you this lawn mowing gear is far from the posh facade I normally keep, but like I said sometimes I have to man up and do the yuck. I would like to say that I avoid most of the yuck jobs in my house because I am married to Mr. Handyman, but than I would be lying and we are trying to promote honesty here! But at least I don't have to mow the lawn!

Not having my husband around to help me with the kids has renewed my respect for all those single parents or semi-single parents (ie. those whose spouses deploy often with the military or work related travel). I just don't know how you guys do it! After three days I am ready to start banging my head against the wall! So this post is a hoorah for you and your ability to keep it together and not end up on the local news!

And thank you to my wonderful husband for mowing the lawn, so I don't feel like I am going to die!