I have always imagined that someday, I would live in a warmer climate. Maybe Florida, maybe someplace not quite as hot as Florida - possibly South Carolina. Someplace where it hardly ever snowed! Someplace warm all year round!
Someplace where I would have to mow the lawn ALL. YEAR. ROUND.
Oh HELL no.
Here we are, at the end of September, and I have to go home and mow tonight. And I'll have to mow a few more times after that, because mowing season in these parts doesn't end until mid to late October.
And then? It's over. NO MORE MOWING UNTIL APRIL. And the angels sing.
By this time of year? I am DONE with mowing. I am so flippin' sick of mowing that I would gladly set the lawnmower on fire, if I didn't know that I'll have to use it again NEXT year. And while I am no fan of winter, at least I don't have to mow the damn lawn then.
So. It looks like I'll have to give up my dreams of a Southern old age. *sob* Because there is NO FREAKING WAY I'm mowing all year round.