Lessons from a Weed Eater
I learned something new the other day, and I’m not ashamed to admit it makes me a bit giddy.
Despite the best efforts of everyone in the house, we couldn’t get our weed eater started, so I ended up calling my go-to guy, my mom’s cousin Elroy. I dropped it off on Thursday afternoon, and the next morning he called saying it was ready to go.
When I picked …
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