The new lawnmower arrived in the mail on Monday.
It seems like ever since I ordered this mower online, I’ve taken endless ribbing for getting an “Amish” mower. Help me out if you live in another region of the country – – what do you call these mowers? Do you call them reel mowers, or do they pick up a nickname? If my mower is getting dubbed the Amish mower only because I live in Lancaster county, then I’m going to need to do something to make it feel like a city mower, do something to help correct the erroneous perception of outsiders that Lancaster is one homogenous sea of farms and buggies. Maybe I’ll bling it out with rhinestones on the handle or some nice graffiti.
Semantics aside, I ordered this mower because the gas mower I’d been using for five years had been slowly dying. It only started when it wanted to (not very often). Even during the years it was in good working order, I could count on having at least one colossal temper tantrum every year as I tried to get it started. I don’t want this blog to turn into a home of stereotypes, but there is one mystery in life that I can’t solve. Why is it that guys make starting lawnmowers look so effortless while girls often make starting lawnmowers look like an epic battle? If there’s a trick to this fine art of lawn care, I want a guy to come teach me. Wait — scratch that. I solved the problem by getting a lawnmower that doesn’t need to be started.
The verdict is still out though about whether the mower is going to make life easier. I got it assembled in less than 20 minutes — that I’m pretty good at. I can assemble furniture and lawnmowers with the best of them. But, since the yard had grown to jungle heights while I was waiting for the lawnmower to arrive, it was tough going. I had to keep backing up and then shoving the mower through the grass as hard as I could. Then, it would clog, and I would have to repeat the whole affair. After a couple of minutes, it was looking like same girl, different lawnmower, same colossal temper tantrum.
I finished off the yard with the weedwhacker. That should let it dry out, and I hope to give the effort another try this weekend. We’ll see how it goes. I know Deogi is a little skeptical…