Mowing Over Some Thoughts
No, I am not mulling over some thoughts...I am mowing. Recently my 1982 engine Lawnboy mower had some issues with starting. So, I took it to the shop. I did not realize that it was that old. I had bought it used several years ago. This baby is a classic. Like a DeSoto. I grew up with clunky Sears mowers that died a soon death after three seasons. One of my first lessons on the hidden costs of going cheap. I always coveted my neighbor's Lawnboy. While I had the Lb in the shop to have the starter thing attached to the cord replaced (technical jargon, I know), I also asked for the shop to sharpen the blades and replace the oil. Since I can't remember the last time I did either (some attempt at changing the oil by turning the mower upside down and then refilling several years ago...pretty slick), it was time for both. Routine maintenance, every decade I say. Well, I got the mower back from the shop. It kept stalling. Great, they broke my lawn mower. I had a specific problem before