I was going to, honest

Yesterday I gazed out of the window at the blazing heat and longed for rain.

Yesterday I looked at our dry, crisp but patchy lawn and vowed to mow the small area under the windows which is not only not dry and crisp, but also has broad-leaved weeds like plantains.

I thought, "I will mow that section tomorrow morning before the sun is high and melts us all."

Tomorrow has come and it is raining.


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