Digging holes works for me. Ive got someone who's on the verge of being given The Treatment. Problem is, she pays me and I need the work.
Yesterday I tried a couple of things to let off steam instead of telling her to fuck off. I chainsawed for a while, but that just made me shitty because one saw wouldn't idle properly and the other had a stubbornly dull chain. So I decided to dig some nice big holes in preparation for planting a new section of garden.
That worked a treat. The ground is like concrete so I augered and crowbarred and sweated for a while. Then I filled my holes up with water. When a couple wouldn't drain I got in there and Stabbed and Stabbed with my crowbar until the ground gave up a bit. Then I dug some more. Then I added gypsum and water crystals and cow shit and ash and burnt soil from the bon fire. More water. More stabbing. Voila! I'm totally shagged, I haven't picked up the phone or got in the car to deliver the message personally and I have half a dozen lovely holes to plant trees in when I rains over the weekend. That is a win.
Today, well, we will see.