Yesterday, I wistfully mentioned to Gllen how awesome it would be to own a house.
Gllen immediately said "No... we don't want to take care of a yard."
I was thinking of Mike and how he loves yard work, and, a little envious of Kate, I commented "It wouldn't hurt you to do a little yard work".
"Yeah it would!" he scoffed. "I'd have back pain, blisters, probably bleed a few times. Maybe get my arm chopped off in a lawn mower. And other stuff too. My shoes would get wet from shoveling snow."
Oh, the horror! We'll probably never own a house.
PS - Kate, you have no idea how lucky you are.
