Why I Always Borrow My Neighbor's Lawn Mower Without Asking

So here’s the thing. I live in a quiet neighborhood where everyone knows each other. It’s the kind of place where people have front-yard barbecues and watch out for one another. And there’s this guy, let’s call him Tom, who lives two houses down from me. He’s got the greenest lawn on the street because he has this amazing lawn mower that leaves his grass perfectly trimmed every time. It’s like a work of art. I’ve always admired how meticulous Tom is with his yard and how lush everything looks. However, I’ve never really put in the effort myself. My grass tends to be a bit patchy, and my yard is pretty much an afterthought. So one day, I decided that I wanted to up my game and give my own lawn some TLC. I started looking for deals on new lawn mowers online but couldn’t find anything affordable enough that would match the quality of Tom’s mower. That’s when it hit me: why not just use his? After all, he’s out there every week anyway, so I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I borrowed it once in a while. Right? So here’s how it goes. I wait until he’s using the mower around noon on weekends (it’s quieter then), and then I pop over with an excuse like, “Hey Tom, just borrowing your hose for a bit,” but instead of getting water, I take his lawn mower back to my house without ever having the guts to ask directly. It’s become this weird ritual that’s almost comforting in its own strange way. Now here’s where things get complicated. Last week, there was this huge storm, and Tom had a bit of damage to his roof. He needs to fix it, but he’s been putting it off because of the cost. I know from talking to him that it really worries him since he works as an independent contractor with unpredictable income. So here’s my dilemma: should I come clean about borrowing his mower and offer to help cover some of those repair costs? Is it wrong for me to feel guilty over something so small compared to the stress he might be under, or is there a better way to support him without making things weird between us? What do you think? Am I being completely selfish here, or is this just human nature at its most awkward?