June 2, 2014

It Takes Teamwork to Tackle Some Tasks

The other day I thought I was going to have to call on my super-power-alter-ego.   She'd get the job done, I just know it.  

You see, things were starting to get out of control around here.  Namely, it was the lawn and all of the other green growing globules of weedy matter taking over my once beautiful yard.  

In my defense, life had been a little hectic as of late. Well, I'll say it was downright ludicrous, my working 10-12 hour days kind of left little room for any extra curricular activity such as home owner duties and upkeep around the place.  

But Saturday morning came around and I knew it was the day to tackle the big chore and whack down those gone-to-seed-blades of grass.

With good intentions I donned my sunhat, t-shirt and shorts.  Mind you, this was the first time I'd even left the house in that summer time attire this year yet so I was seriously ready for the task.

Rolling out the John Deere, I made certain that he was topped off with a tank of fresh gasoline.  Oil, check.  Spark plug, check.   

Power?  Negative.  Pull the cord.....again, again, again.  Wipe the brow, stand back and mutter a few choice words under your breath.  Pull the cord....again, again. Call it - time of death 10:01 a.m.  

Luckily I had a little red loaner that was eager to step into the game as a substitute.  So I sauntered over to Lil' Red and yanked its cord.  Again, and again, and again.  Mutter some more creative words, which this time must have done the trick for it fired up like a little 4th of July sparkler and off we went to devour the field of grass.

Now it being the hot, sultry Saturday morning that it was, midway through my chore I felt the need to take a time out to re-hydrate my system so I stopped for a little time out.  

But apparently Red wasn't ready when I was to resume and refused to start.  Sensing JD was ready to get back in the game, I gave a quick pull on the cord and he eagerly fired up.  Off we went to tackle the behemoth task at hand, leaving Red to sit on the sideline.  

An hour and a half later the lawn was once again a carpet of well groomed beauty.  

I can only reason that I am the care giver to two very temperamental machines and the season is going to be a long and arduous one. But I am confident however, that with a little teamwork, we can get the job done.  

It's rather satisfying to survey a freshly-cut lawn.  And a little unsettling to notice that two days later, following a weekend of glorious early summer rains, that I will need to mow again very soon.  I wonder which of my teammates will be ready to get in the game this time....I guess that's just the way the ball bounces, or motor turns, or something like that.

By the way, I'd like to wish two of my favorite people a very  happy two-year wedding anniversary.  

As I think back on the memories of those many years ago that you met and fell in love, I know that you are truly meant to be together, and know that you will share countless years of happiness and teamwork.