June 19th/20 ish someone stole my lawnmower. Walked up to my house and rolled it off my carport in broad daylight. Yeah me! It has taken me this long to get a replacement for different reasons: procrastination, lack of desire. Flat didn’t want to.
A coworkers family got some extra money. I hired her husband to mow my yard twice. It felt nice coming home to a mowed yard. Even better that I didn’t have to do it. But a luxury like that is out of my budget for an extended period of time.
I got my replacement. Upset that I had to do it. I wasn’t ready. My stolen piece of equipment wasn’t dead – yet. On the other hand, I’m grateful to God that I was able to replace it.
Thanks to my bestie and her husband for helping me look.
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