Would someone please explain to me that when the day broke sunny and pleasant all of my neighbors concluded that they should commence with the leaf-blowing and mowing and other loud activities at 9 am in the freakin' morning?
Why not just enjoy the breeze, the birds, and the quiet? Maybe drink a cup of coffee on the back deck, you know? Because I'm now having homicidal thoughts about men with leaf blowers and here it is such a lovely day.
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