Have I mentioned that I hate mowing the lawn?

And this year, the grass seems to be growing entirely too quickly. In seven days, our tiny front lawn had gotten so long that it ate up most of my mower’s battery charge. And the backyard is a jungle… I’m not looking forward to mowing that for the first time. My neighbor’s borrowed the mower a few times recently while his gas mower’s been in the shop… he’s had similar problems with the battery dying thanks to the rain and unusually fast-growing grass. The problem’s not the battery, though. The problem is God. He’s making the grass grow too fast.

I’m pretty sure that I’ll be mowing most of this week after work. If you need me, I’ll be out back.