I have been home alone since 5:30 tonight. (I left work early to take H to the airport.) So far I have successfully run the sprinkler system to water our front lawn (which involves turning the water line on and off in the basement, so it is not as easy as it sounds- but it is still really easy), watched most of 8 Mile (which my mom saw at the theater because she thought it was a comedy), eaten half a container of Edy's Light Slow-Churned Ice Cream (or whatever it is called) (which is totally healthy because it has 1/2 the calories of regular ice cream, I didn't eat lunch, and for dinner I had a Lean Cuisine), and done two hours of work (with several more to come after this blogging break).
Unfortunately, our lawn has gone haywire and begun sprouting or something, and I am going to have to mow it. I HAVE NEVER MOWED A LAWN BEFORE IN MY WHOLE LIFE. I am very scared. The chances of me cutting off a finger are about 1/20, but the chances of me losing a toe or at least running over my foot are about 1/2. You should be concerned. I have never even started a lawn mower before. (I would like to point out that we only moved into this house last September and H freaking loves to mow the lawn, but I also must admit that I am spoiled.) I am going to make sure the neighbors are home before I attempt this so that there will be someone around who can drive me to the hospital if need be.