Cutting the Cord
I did everything I could do to save it. As a big disclaimer, I’m not an electrician or much of a handyman. I consulted Google, YouTube, and Perplexity to get the information I needed. And in the end, it was all for naught. When DW and I moved in to our house, in January of 2000, everything was new. We didn’t even have a front lawn until several months later, in late spring. But when we had our lawn, I needed a mower to keep it nice and trim. Because the lawn was shared by a neighbour, who had a gas-powered mower, he offered to let me use his mower to cut the lawn. He was in his 70s and didn’t have much energy to mow both his front and back lawn, so he said if I would mow the front, he’d let me use his machine and he’d take care of his backyard. I respectfully declined the use of his mower because I don’t like the smell of the fumes, nor do I care for the noise. When I lived with my parents, they had an electric mower that I liked to use. I did, however, buy a manual push-mower and told...
