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.