My wife loves me
So I get home from work last night and notice something: the lawn was mowed. Even more impressive: it was edged as well. Backyard too. Since my accident, I have been unable to mow our lawn and was hoping to maybe try to do it this coming weekend. Now I don't have to: my wife asked the neighbor's gardener if she could hire him to do it this one time, and he agreed.
This may not seem like a big deal; many people hire gardeners to mow their lawn. However, we never have and I had been lamenting that it had been almost a month and our grass was starting to look "shaggy". The fact that my wife understood how much it bugged me that I couldn't live up to my responsibility to keep it mowed and then had the courage to approach a gardener she didn't know and hire him for this task showed me her love for me.
Thanks baby, you're the best.
Labels: accident, Marne