Last night, Helga (not her real name) was out mowing again. Instead of getting all worked up, I took my son on a car trip to Walmart. It was raining when we returned, so no more lawn mower.
The leaves are starting to fall here (finally). I told myself that the weekend is coming and it will be RAKE THE LEAF time. At first I freaked out because I told myself there will be a conflict with the neighbors because they will trespass in my yard again as they rake... There will be NOISE and CHAOS and it will be HORRIBLE in our neighborhood.
And then I told myself: just expect people to be raking this weekend. It is OK that people will be raking. Soon it will be over and winter will arrive and people will be cooped up in their houses. And I felt better, just because I acknowledged that yes, people will be raking this weekend.