We’ve had a lot of rain so far this spring and our grass is getting out of control. We live in a condo, so the board hired someone to cut it for us. Except that the guy hasn’t showed up. For like weeks. It’s getting to be a jungle out there. Obviously, as responsible adults, we’re waiting for someone else to handle it. I’m just going to try a duck-and-run maneuver tomorrow when I leave for work. Hopefully the gang of tiny dinosaurs who have now taken up residence in the yard will miss me in their poor peripheral vision. I can’t be sure, so I’m going to wait for a small dog to walk by as a distraction.