I found out yesterday that:
1. Trees do not move.
2. Grass is very slippery when wet.
3. Metal is very hard.
4. Plastic cracks.
5. Wood comes apart easily.
6. I'm thankful I can still walk.
Today I'm finding that:
1. My body feels like it went through the wringer, dryer, washer, stretcher and any other torture device you can think of.
What did I do?
I mowed the lawn.
In the rain.
5th gear the entire time.
Ran into a tree (and am pretty sure I dented the trunk of it).
Cracked the entire front and top of the tractor cover.
Waited for it to blow up.
Ran over a stump (with the blades going).
Almost went over the top of the tractor (due to said stump stopping it).
Knees hitting metal were the only thing that kept me from flying off.
Waited for it to blow up again.
Peeled a board half way off the shed while putting the tractor away.
Saw the entire front of the shed bow in along with the peeling board.
Finally got the tractor in with the shed still standing.
Turned off the tractor before it blew up.
I was going to take a picture of the tractor, but Ed hasn't seen it yet and I want him to live another day.
One important note...my gracious husband was not the least bit frustrated, but smiled when I told him these sad turn of events. That spoke volumes to my heart.