I've always liked cutting the lawn. A buddy and I used to make bank during the summer as teen. We'd scout the neighborhood for single women, older people, and dudes who got home super late from work. One of us would cut the front as the other weed whacked, then we'd switch. I created a spreadsheet in Excel XP that tracked our daily progress, how long it took to cut lawns based on size, etc. Real nerd shit.
Today I cut my small lawn, and the neighbor's since he's still recovering from the broken foot.
Honestly I enjoy summer and winter yard work. Cutting lawns, shoveling snow, etc is fine with me; I can tolerate pulling weeds as long as the bugs aren't out. But the seasonal yard work I can't fucking stand is late fall leaves. I hate that shit...
