The Mower is Tired

Sunday My 27, 2018 time 1313
Sydney was up at 6am wanting to mow the yard. I let him start at 7:30 in the heavy dew laden grass. I had him take off the bag and add the side discharge chute. Less than half way through the front

yard he came inside declaring he was taking a break, I told him to go get it done and then the new mower I bought last year wouldn't start back up. The carburetor needs adjusting and I'll just have to read the directions or DIY YouTube it. He came in and took a shower and fell asleep on the couch.
I was laying in bed a good hour after being awake since sometime yesterday. I had done my usual laundry of linen off the bed as well as two more loads from the week, did dishes, and made some ice tea pitchers up for the day Clean sheet and I can't sleep. Thinking or more or less hoping this catch in my neck will go away and the curved neck pillow doc wants me to go get, the attic fan is steadily humming because it's hot outside, oh it's going to be so hot (96 degrees) later in the week, and Jim can't come over to do his laundry unless he works for it. So I'm making this list of complaints in my head and now I'm up, exhausted but awake. I would like a bowl of ice cream right about now but I bought some Oikos Triple Zero in orange cream and will satisfy my urge after I finish my bowl of oatmeal and raisins that I made an hour ago and still nibbling on.
The goose egg in my neck is still about 2-3 inches wide and 1 inch tall and the steri strips are down to 3  covering my well camouflaged scalpel line in the neck crease, underneath my jaw line is numb and that's either from the jaw lift to tilt the head back or nerves that had been cut during surgery, either way it just feels weird.