On Friday I posted that the lawn needed to be mowed - it was beginning to look like a jungle.  I mentioned it a few times over the weekend, but nothing.  So when I got home tonight (after work, mammogram and physical therapy), it still was not mowed so I changed sneakers and headed back out.  (I'm still recovering from a fractured/sprained ankle and probably should not be mowing the lawn.)
He asked me what I was doing and I told him.  He said, "Let me at least go put gas in the mower for you." Um, hello - how about you mow it yourself?  (Can you tell I'm a little frustrated?).  The sky was so dark and the wind was blowing so I knew what was going to happen soon.  I got about 1/3 of the way around the lawn and it started to rain.  Then when I had gotten about 2/3 of the way around the lawn, it was starting to come down hard and I heard thunder so I stopped.  UGH!  
Thanks for letting me vent!