Why it really needs to rain here
Last night I got home from work and set out to expose my greatest failure as a human being: my complete and utter lack of spatial ability, as demonstrated by my attempt to properly water the lawn.
Now while Jason is some kind of lawn-grid genius who knows exactly where to position the sprinkler for optimal water saturation, I am not. In fact, despite wearing a path into the newly mowed grass from the faucet to the sprinkler after adjusting and adjusting and readjusting, I could not figure out how to place the sprinkler so that only four rotations were needed to adequately hydrate the grass.
After running back to shut the water off YET AGAIN in order to reposition the sprinkler, I decided to just move it while it was still running. And to tell you the truth, I’m guessing that grabbing a running sprinkler is a lot like grabbing a snake’s head. Only wetter and more amusing to the neighbors.
I finally got the front yard sprinkler set up how I liked it. (Actually, the sprinkler was getting more of the street than the lawn, but at that point 15 minutes had escaped from me and I NO LONGER CARED.)
That left the backyard. After I finally positioned the sprinkler in a semi-logical spot, it started to rain.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I thought, envisioning myself dancing through the rain-slicked grass to perform the blessed activity of shutting the water off.
The rain lasted for four minutes.
Which was about half as long as Jason’s speech about my crappy sprinkler placement.
Hey, I’ve got an idea! Once you find the perfect locations for the sprinkler, put a marker of some sort there until you have to mow. We only managed to squeeze a half inch out of that passing shower. Hope we get a little more later today.
Comment by Becky — May 31, 2007 @ 7:49 am