When I was bemoaning the sand dunes in my back yard last week, C in Wisconsin commented that a leaf blower
would make short work of my porch sweeping chores. I thought that idea was pure genius
and could not wait to purchase one. I was positively giddy driving to Home Depot yesterday,
knowing a dirt-free porch would be my reward for going to town.
I was singing a happy tune as I unpacked Toro, the leaf blower.
As usual, Smooch thought I was nuts.
Smooch: That thing better work. I'm embarassed to be seen out here in this filth.
Smooch: This looks hopeless if you ask me.
I was confident that Toro would clean up any amount of dirt and debris I could throw its way,
so I furminated Smooch first to prove my point.
I toyed with the of idea turning Toro on Smooch but thought better of it. Maybe next time.
I opted for an electric model because it was lightweight, powerful, and wouldn't run out of gas.
Toro is my new best friend.
Thank you, C, for the great idea!