She is so independent, and I admire that. I watched her get out the lawn mower, power it up, and then mow her lawn. I have never mowed a lawn. Seriously. How embarrassing is that? I hate to even admit it. My father never allowed me to mow the lawn when I was young. In fact, he scared me half to death of it. It could mutilate, maim, and otherwise dismember. And then there was the story of the child of a friend. My father's friend was mowing the lawn, when he mowed over a long nail. His son was nearby and the nail was driven straight through his heart. The child died. Anyway...lawn mowing is not something I'm comfortable with. Yikes! But as I watch my neighbor, who has nobody else to depend on, it looks so powerful! She wanders around her yard, picking things up and pulling a weed here and there. I watch her on her patio drinking wine by herself or with a friend or two.
If I was creepy enough to peer inside her windows, I'm sure I'd see her puttering around the house too, fixing things and being independent. But truth be told, I never even thought of these things when I was part of a couple. I didn't have to. I just wondered if she was lonely all by herself.
Anyway, I'll try to back of off the creepy neighbor routine now. ~ME
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