April 29, 2002

Welcome to Monday. Blech. I

Welcome to Monday. Blech. I slept until 3 p.m. on Saturday and until 1 p.m. on Sunday, and yet I'm still tired. Why? I believe it's because I tricked my mind and body into believing that they were now on a new schedule that included over 10 hours of sleep and they didn't understand why they had to be up at 8 a.m. today. "But, but why? Why do we have to get up? We don't want to get up. You can't make us. No, no, no, no, no, no!" *press the snooze button* That gives me an idea for a column. Good, because I was kind of worried about coming up with a topic this week.
I mowed the lawn yesterday for the first time this season. It's not my most favorite task in the world, but the smell of freshly cut spring grass is one of the greatest things imaginable. Of course, it took half an hour to get the cranky mower to sputter to life, and I was pulling the starter so hard I jarred the left front wheel loose. It was strangely embarrasing sitting in the driveway, screwing a wheel back on a mower that wouldn't start. But, I pumped the primer a couple of times, cleaned the spark plug connection, and the next pull resulted in a rejuvenated mower. For a guy who barely knows where to pour the oil in his car, this was a major accomplishment.

Posted by Ryan at April 29, 2002 10:23 AM
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