Don't look at me!

How crazy do you have to be to be shy of mowing the lawn in front of the neighbors? Cuz I was peeking through blinds and standing on tiptoe to figure out when they've gone in from their porch and if they'll look out if they hear the mower start.

What kind of weird social anxiety is that?

I was fretting about it. The lawn needs to be mowed. It is the first non-rainy day all week. It's gonna rain again tomorrow. I really should mow the lawn today!

I kept hoping they would go inside or leave or whatever. They didn't. So I had to suck it up and go do basic home upkeep in plain sight. They even waved at me as I went by. They are in the top 5 nicest people ever. I have no idea why I was suddenly terrified of being seen by them in the light of day. But I persevered and got the front yard mowed except for the patch by the deck stairs and the non-marshy half of the backyard. I also planted radishes and put the dianthus they gave me at work in some dirt.

So, loony or not, I got something done.