I'm only 21 years old, but I hate yard work in all its forms. The soil here in Southern Utah is clay at the very best. Usually it's full of very large rocks, which makes digging a pain, and when it doesn't have rocks it has roots, cement, or, as a special treat when the forces of karma are going the distance on my behalf, power lines.
Good luck to you, ajay! And I hope you don't hurt your back!
...and you must work on Lunkin's Journey
When my computer inevitably explodes and kills me, my cat inherits everything I own. He may be the only one capable of continuing my work.