Do you have a chore you hate? Do you, for example, despise yard work? Do you abhor weeding your (huge, never-ending) flowerbeds and raking up all the oak leaves that don't have the decency to fall off the trees in the autumn like all the other leaves do? Are you driven to distraction by the itchy, nasty rash that covers your arms and legs if you so much as look at your juniper bushes? Well then, have I got a tip for you!
Do it all while eight months pregnant. Because as miserable as I was doing all of the above this morning, it was approximately nine million times more pleasant than it was when I did it last year while my belly was generating its own gravity.
Now, who wants to come over next weekend and help mulch?