Okay, not really. But I would like to think this, and so would he, so I’ll label this as such. I bet you are now wondering what in the world I’m talking about. Let me ‘splain. My Dad has many talents. Reading and following instructions are not always one of them. I can remember a time when he purchased a new lawn mower and gave me the instructions to read so that I could tell him how to assemble it. Then there was the time when he couldn’t figure out how to put the screen door on our newly installed sliding glass doors – and I did. One year for Christmas my parents gave me a 10-speed bicycle – in a box. Learning to follow instructions for how to put things together sort of fell my way – by default. I guess you could say that it was something that my dad taught me impassively.
All of this is the preface to my purchase of a lawn mower on Saturday. I assembled it on Sunday and let’s just say it was a little bit of a chore. I had to go to Ace to purchase a socket big enough for the wheel bolts, but after that things went smoothly. Until I went to start up the engine. I pulled quite a few times on the pulley thing but the engine just didn’t whirl (I might also add here that I very nearly ripped my arm off trying to pull it) before I figured out that I needed to hold in the blade control thingie at the top of the handle and then the engine fired up right away.
So now I have a newly mowed lawn and that feels really good.
I also had a chance to knit some yesterday after Kate invited me over and her husband fed me. I haven’t knitted in quite a while, so it felt really good. I’m going to start a new pair of socks to take with me for the conference in a few weeks. I’ll probably start on them this Friday at Joanna’s house.