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This will be one of the only times that you will see me admit that I bit off more than I could chew.
Yesterday I wrestled with our 35 year old, mega-heavy Sears rototiller and I'm sorry to admit that the rototiller won.
My husband has been involved in the start-up of a powder metal plant for the last several months about an hour away from where we live, and rarely gets home before it gets dark. Yesterday was a beautiful day here in PA, and I had eight bags of leaves and lawn clippings to work into the garden. Knowing it was going to rain today and get colder...
Could I? Should I?
Of course, I could. How hard could it be? So I dragged this old dinosaur backwards up the side of the hill and proceded to rototill eight bags of leaves into my garden, which sits on the side of a slight incline.
Without going into detail, I will tell you that it was NOT even remotely as easy as I make it sound. I think I might have said a naughty word or two. Every muscle in my body today is telling me that I SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT!
My husband (who, to his credit, did NOT say "I told you so" with a chauvinistic twinkle in his eye) simply said "I guess I DO have some value around here after all."
I find myself wondering from time to time, why the Creator did not make women with the physical strength of men. I sure could have used it yesterday!
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