The most boring day ever, it was a warm Saturday in september. I woke up at 8 so I could be productive, but being productive wasn't in my plans for today. I layed in bed, watching movies until I had to tackle the biggest task of the day, mowing the lawn. I pushed the little gray mower out into the yard, the grass still wet from the rain before. I started to mow when I realized the ground was too soft to mow, but it was too late to go back. The wheels became caked in mud and my shoes lost all grip. It was like trying to walk through a mudslide. I then laid in my cool room for the next couple of hours, until my girlfriend asked me to hang out with her. So we drove around in daisy, my friend David's truck, listening to music and talking about our week.