Thoughts and illustrations on living with Asperger's Syndrome.
I actually own a motorless lawn mower. I mow the grass every other day and my mom pays me 5 dollars for it. (we have a small yard.) She laughs at me everytime i go out because she doesn't think it does enough of a good Job. I still like my mower anyways.
$5 every other day? I would like it too. :)
FYI this is terrifying. I never know how to respond, and in my experience this stuff ultimately ends up with dinner invitations (bad enough at a near-stranger's, but then I have to apparently invite that stranger into MY house?!) and all sorts of other weirdness. Last time this happened turned into a snow shoveling war, of sorts, with a kindly neighbor during one of the recent Snowmageddon winters in southeast Pennsyltucky. The resultant damage involved attending touchy feely parties at times when nobody should be out (e.g. New Year's Eve) and a series of Key lime pies.I moved to a condo.