One inescapable chore during the summer months is mowing the yard. (I won’t grace it by calling it a “lawn.” Just doesn’t fit.)
Actually, it’s one household chore I really don’t mind all that much. I hate raking and weeding, but mowing isn’t that terrible. I usually try to schedule it for a weeknight after work on a day that Mrs. Poolman isn’t working. She works three 12-hour shifts per week. On the days she works, I am responsible for dinner, walking the dogs, etc. There just isn’t time to mow the yard also.
The systemic walking back and forth while the motor drowns out all other extraneous noise is really rather calming. And it’s also good exercise.
Maybe I should just volunteer to do each of the neighbors’ yards on a rotating basis. I’d get a decent workout and also be the most popular guy on the block. Nah! Maybe not.
Another Beautiful Day in Paradise! 
I have a neighbor who actually does mow the yards of other neighbors. She does it for the exercise and gets paid in beer. I’m pretty sure the payment cancels out the benefits, but I’m not going to be the one to break the news to her.
I love mowing my lawn — it takes about 45 minutes to edge, weed whack, mow & sweep up. I have a neuton battery operated mower so I don’t have to deal with pull starts and oil/gas smells. Nope, just push a switch and off I go. AND I have the trimmer attachment so I do everything with the neuton. And it’s quiet — I don’t even have to crank up the iPod in order to hear it over the noise of the mower.
Oh…yeah…I live in So. Cal. so my lawn? It’s pretty much postage sized….and only in the front. The back yard is all garden, soon to be filled with native (drought tolerant) plants.