Yeah I was getting sour on yard work. Like legit hating it. Then I realized maybe I should change my thinking from “I have to mow the lawn” to “I GET to mow a lawn” and create a nice space for the few hours a week I’m able to just chill out. Another thing I’m reminded of is that my Dad never touched a lawnmower. That chore, tending the huge vegetable garden, and care of the animals was firmly the responsibility of my Mom, sister and I. Dad spent his time on capital projects, or out on a tractor or combine till 11pm after working his normal 9-5. It really takes a team. No slackers allowed.