Short and blistered

Sunday mornings are now our service days. We go cut other people's grass, we pick up trash along the road (did that in the pouring rain a couple sundays ago but it made some pretty good memories) and most recently, my older girls went out to machete the banana grove. We tried to machete it every so often last semester but when vacation came, we let it grow and worked on cutting the grass around the mission. Because of that, the grass was taller than my head! My four girls that I had brought with me didn't seem daunted by the task in front of them but began to hack their way into everything, machetes swinging, grass flying and blisters forming. Well, I was the only one who got blisters since i hadn't macheted for a month and my hands had turned soft again but I discovered something, i'm not a terrible machetier any more. I'm actually cutting things when I swing instead of hacking at the same patch of grass over and over again. My girls said I had improved a lot and the only thing I could do to improve would be to keep my body still and just swing my arm as I worked. Yay for trying new things, practicing for months and finally succeeding! Next thing to accomplish, learning to swing an ax successfully.