Mowing decision

I am back from the dentist with my clean teeth and a free toothbrush, along with some strong toothpaste for plaque. It is before noon and I could pull on my orange work pants with the cool pockets, spray myself with mosquito repellent and head up to LaGrange County to spend time mowing. Or, I could not do that. Flip a coin? Well, that would give me a 50% chance of actually going.

I think I’ll so some patented AmeliaJake Reasoning it Out. There is a 10% chance of rain this afternoon and yesterday when I was thinking about the week, today was predicted to have a plus 59% chance of rain and thunderstorms. I had not planned on mowing today. Now, it is, as I wrote, 10%, so should I change my plans? However, the grass may not have grown to a really needs cutting height because I cut it short last time, and, really, Mother always liked for it to have a bit of height – hated the scalped look.

Friday has only a 10% chance of rain and then it would look nice for the weekend. Of course, that means trusting the weather predictors who were wrong yesterday and Friday is 72 hours away. Then there is that old saying about not putting things off. That may be wise, but it is sooooo not AmeliaJake. Changing aspects of my character might be dangerous to my health at this point in my life. Hey, that may sound like an excuse but Winston Churchill, arguably The Greatest Briton, said that he could stop drinking but it would not be wise to tamper with the habits of a lifetime.

Let’s see: changing my plans, changing my habits. Oh, dear, TWO changes; that might really be risky.

Also the dentist’s office has a “Read & Wait” book program and I have one I started in my hand . . .