Life is like...
Life is like the experience I just had with cutting the grass...and before y'all start. 1. I don't have a man. 2. My son does a really great job of keeping the grass cut without me having to ask. 3. The last time I cut my own grass was about 3 years ago. 4. We literally have the biggest front and backyard in the entire neighborhood...that part! 5. My grass is the epitome of a crazy wild man when it is high....😂 But I digress...I felt ready bold and energized I had my music pumping and was getting it done pretty quickly while its still morning...its going well...im sweating, mind you the grass was literally up towards my knees, but im not missing a beat..then unexpectedly like almost at the end...the mower just cuts off...breaking my stride. Literally I'm 95 percent done with the yard and then boom..im like are you serious? Ok it's out of gas. Life, your doing well it's going fine then boom a hurdle you didn't expect right before the finish line. I don'...