Mowing Poop Therapy
6-8-2019 Today is my Dad’s 80th birthday, so today as I mowed I thought a lot about him, my life without him, and the future ahead and I decided that I should start a mowing therapy business. Interestingly enough, over the last 2 and a half months since I have been in this home and the last 6 weeks that I have actually mowed my lawn, I have actually gotten to enjoy my mowing time. I throw my headphones in, (I have new ones that actually hook over my ears so not such an easy escape), I turn on Spotify, and I start to runmow. In this hour or less of time, I think about my week, my plans for the future, my extensive list, my kids, and just life in general and as crazy as it sounds, it is kind of therapeutic. And then I started to think maybe I am on to something here (yes this is how my mind wanders), maybe I could start a lawn therapy business…. People could come to my home, maybe discuss a little what they might be thinking, and then mow and pay me for the therapy. How genius