Yeah for me!!!!!

I know this sounds really pathetic, but I have finally mowed the lawn for the first time ever. I started the back yard on Saturday, then, not even half way through, my body started reminding me why it is I don't do this. My lungs smelled the fresh cut grass grass and refused to continue working. My asthma got all excited because it got to take over. So I quit. Left the mower where it was, and there it stayed until this Tuesday morning. But I am a very stubborn person, so I went out this morning and finished it. I have this odd sense of accomplishment, but warned Jared that this doesn't mean he's off the hook.