Angels, Devils, Excuses
My yard looked like something out of a magazine; not Home
and Gardens, more like National Geographic. Seeing a lioness chase an antelope across
the backyard wouldn’t have surprised me.
The little devil appeared on my left shoulder. “Too hot to
cut the grass,” he said.
“I’d think you’d be used to the heat,” I said.
“Hell’s a dry heat. This humidity is what gets you.”
I looked to my right for the angel. A distant voice said, “I’m in the pool. Not
coming out. It’s heaven.”
“Do you need a better excuse?” The little devil asked before
disappearing.
The heat felt like half excuse/half good reason not to cut
the grass.
“The trouble,” I said to the lawnmower as I pulled the
starter cord, “is that using one excuse makes using the next a little easier.”
Today I won’t use excuses.
Fawlty Showers 2
is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and anyone you
might know is purely coincidental.
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