And I was in such a good mood.
Trying to finish backfilling my apparently infinity-capacity septic pit. There were a couple of piles of dirt in unfortunate locations, unnecessary for the leach trench (which of course is already mostly filled), so I've been wheelbarrowing it to the pit to fill the driveway side. Uphill, naturally. And everything was going fine - I was tired and sweat-soaked but gettin'er done. And I grabbed the barrow handles and gave a shove, and something went *sprong* in my side, and...
Oh, how I wish this project were done.
Climate data is just made up
5 hours ago
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Drat, Joel! I hate when that happens...
Take care of yourself.
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