Lessons learned

A few thoughts about renting heavy equipment when your 9 months pregnant, it's very early in the morning, your husband is not a morning person, and you both really have no idea what your doing: don't do it.

This morning we woke up to head to the local hardware store. I'd called yesterday to reserve a verticut and seeding machine so that we could plant grass in our great mud pit. Once we got the machine home Nick got behind the wheel (so to speak) and I got the rake to rake over seed after he had passed over the earth. Now for those of you that don't know a verticuter is like a rototiller but it's does not turn over the ground, instead it has dozens of sharp knives that cut into the dirt to provide aeration and allow for better ground penetration when seeding. So when one is using this machine the last thing you want to hear is them screaming. I heard screaming because Nick was cursing like a sailor and I was positive his foot was gone or at least a finger or two. As I rushed over to him and didn't see pools of blood forming around him or arteries squirting his life onto our yard I realized he was not hurt, just pissed at it being before 9:30 on a weekend and the machine not working the way he wanted it to.

This was, to say the least, the wonderful start to a very long morning.