Ooouf.Yesterday evening and early this morning we at our home had a job to do. What was the job? To shovel dirt and rocks, to then take out the trash and glass mixed within the dirt, then to sort the rocks from the dirt by using a ghetto soil sifters out of plastic crates. Sorted out into buckets it was all carried from the top of the house to the back yard/bottom of the house (the house it on a hill…). Carrying the buckets down the back of the house, empty the buckets, and come back to fill them up with dirt or rocks. While I had the job, this morning, of carrying the buckets back and forth in order to fill and empty the buckets, walking up and down a hill of stairs, Mary had the job of shoveling the dirt and filling the buckets/sorting through the glass and trash. Last night I worked with Mary shoveling dirt and rocks into the buckets… let me tell you my back is SORE. Why were we shoveling and moving dirt and rocks to the backyard? Well family of Mary is coming this week and the rocks/dirt was, for 5 months, where the car is supposed to be. For 5 months now every day someone has filled and brought about 4 buckets down to the backyard. It
iswas a BIG BIG dirt/rock pile. Well, we finished this morning around 10:45am… we must have started around 7:15 this morning. This is the longest day ever.
Friday, January 15, 2016
It's been a long day... sore body and weak hands.
I just found this post, it was written last year in this same time while I lived with Mary. Haha.