I did read the first one about Yard Work. I can relate! My grandpa used to cut his grass every week, twice a week! And when he got to be in his 80s, he wasn’t able to do it himself anymore, so I had to do it. He used to stand outside and watch me. Not only did I do it twice a week, I did it twice each time. Once across and once up and down. And whenever I missed a spot, he would point it out. I didn’t think I would miss those days, but since he passed away in 2014, I would love to be outside with him cutting his grass. When I write the book about my granny, it will be in there I am sure! Happy writing!
