The azalea bed won't weed itself? No matter how I ask it to? All 40 feet must be weeded on my hands and knees? Really? Poison ivy, ticks and annoying mosquitoes won't quake in fear when I kneel there with my knee pads securely fastened against the flat river rocks along the bed front? They will still be there and I'm gonna sweat!? Me? Sweat?
Sore haunches you say? Duck walking will make me hurt? Well, then I suppose I can't charge $$$ from my annoying next door neighbors who swarm outside to watch my upturned bottom as I wrongly bend at the waist to pull the longer weeds.
That's OK. I am done for now, but back out again after the rains. Those will start tomorrow. I have 40% finished now.
I have three years worth of weeds out there to get. I was not able to weed previous to the surgery and no one could be paid to do it. So now, no excuses dang it...I have to do it. SO...I started.
Live long and prosper, as Spock says.