Posted on 23-06-2009
Filed Under (Frustrations) by Heath

My Dad once threatened to have our whole yard (about 2.5 acres) poured in concrete and painted green. I always gave it a laugh and moved on, but now that I’m responisble for mowing that same yard, I’m begining to think my old man was on to something!

In Alabama, we’ve had a very wet spring and early summer. That makes grass grow, but more importantly that makes it impossible to mow because it’s wet all the time. So the cycle begins… the grass is tall because its wet and I can’t mow… because it’s wet, the grass is growing taller and thicker.

Add to the mix that my lawnmower has a bad habit of leaving a nice streak of grass right down the middle of each round I make, essentially meaning that I have to mow twice. Otherwise my grass looks like it was cut by a mentally challenged 3rd grader on Red Bull and snickers.

Took me 3.5 hours to mow THE FRONT YARD on saturday. No trimming. No back yard. Just. the. front.

Today I finished up, and already I need to mow the front again.

Will it ever give up?

Not until I pave the yard and paint it green.

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Posted on 03-06-2009
Filed Under (Uncategorized) by Heath

I’m prone to let stuff get in my head. I sit around and think about the consequences of most everything I do, to the point that I lose sleep. Sometimes (like today) it’s over something worth worrying about, but most of the time I worry about things that never materialize or just aren’t that big of a deal. I obsess over all the potential gotchas, get bent out of shape about how people view my actions or statements, and generally contemplate how the day ahead will play out in light of the event I’m worried about.

Why do I care? Why, when people are telling me I did the right thing, do I sit around and continue to wonder if I picked a battle worth fighting? I know God will take care of me, and I know that life will continue on because for the most part this stuff isn’t life or death. It’s just stuff, be that material or intangible.

It’s a character flaw of mine. I’m not generally a pessimist, just a planner. Sadly, my plans almost never come to fruition, and the things I worry about turn out to be minor events in the bigger scope of things.

How do you let it go? I’m really interested if you have advice!

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