05-17-2007, 02:16 PM
When our lawn mower broke down, my wife kept hinting to me that I should
get it fixed. Somehow I always had something else to take care of first -
the car, fishing, golf - always something more important to me.
Finally, she thought of a clever way to make her point. When I arrived home
one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a
tiny pair of sewing scissors.
I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I came
out again and handed her a toothbrush.
"When you finish cutting the grass," I said, "you might as well sweep the
driveway."
The doctors say I will probably walk again, but I will always have a limp.
get it fixed. Somehow I always had something else to take care of first -
the car, fishing, golf - always something more important to me.
Finally, she thought of a clever way to make her point. When I arrived home
one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a
tiny pair of sewing scissors.
I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I came
out again and handed her a toothbrush.
"When you finish cutting the grass," I said, "you might as well sweep the
driveway."
The doctors say I will probably walk again, but I will always have a limp.
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