My mother decided that my brother and I should start doing yard work. She thinks that we are wimpy, and unable to do manual labor.
We were out to prove her wrong, and decided to tackle the enormous problem. We have weeds that are growing between the sidewalk and fence. There is a slight crack there, and the weed decided that it wanted to grow and annoy us.
I knew I was in trouble the first 10 minutes of weeding. Sand was flying everywhere and the weed just wouldn't leave. My brother even witness me falling over when I couldn't pull a big chunk of weed.
I then proceeded to complain that my back hurt. My brother began to tease me, and we decided at that moment we would never be a gardener.
We did make a little dent in taking out the weeds. We still have a lot to do, but at least we are trying. I don't mind housework, but I definitely know why people hate weeds. They are the most annoying thing I've ever encountered.
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