Yesterday, I wrote a blog post that apparently didn’t post to Facebook because it had imploded - Facebook not the post - and then I went outside and finished digging the trench for the French drain, moved 10+ wheelbarrows of dirt to the other side of the house, installed the drain - which required straightening out a 100 ft. pipe that had been stored in a loop, cutting it, threading a sock on it, laying it in the trench and filling the trench with countless wheelbarrow loads of ¾ limestone gravel. I chatted with the gas guy who came to fix the very old gas meter that was leaking gas about the famous folks that live in our hood and, despite the gas leak fix, spent most of the afternoon sure the house was going to blow. I laid out the boarder for the grass area and planted 6 bushes and 2 grasses around the edge and watered them all while dealing with a whiney annoying dog that kept trying to play ball with me but then wouldn’t bring me the ball.
And then husband came home and pointed out that my boarder wasn’t straight. While I was holding a pick ax. Eight and half years of marriage and I’m not sure how he’s going to survive if he keeps pulling crap like that. Yesterday's post can be found here: The things I do for you...
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