It’s even worse when you work night shift. Imagine the equivalent of 1am mowing outside your window. And there was only like 10ft between buildings and how the fuck many times do you have to go through here?!?!

It’s eight o’clock in the morning and eighty five degrees and humid. High today will be 103.

I genuinely try to wait as late as I can without giving myself heat stroke.

I could buy an electric, but I’m not there yet. I do have electric weed eater, but I’m not taking the mower plunge until my current one dies. Fortunately for my neighbors, it’s almost twenty years old.

In the meantime, I apologize. I really am trying to be considerate.

Life in western Washington: lawn mowers and string trimmers all summer, leaf blowers the rest of the year. There is no respite.

Lawns are ecological dead zones fuck lawns