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Day 3, last 10 feet of drainage ditch.
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For a total of 30 perforated feet.
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I really hope this helps the flooding because it was a serious sh*t ton of work.
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The amount of stone and rock they hauled out of there was ridiculous.
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But it’s done.
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And now we wait for a big rain storm… with our fingers crossed.
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Because it’s fun, that’s why.
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I’d be happier with changing one hundred things instead of just one at this point in my life.
Chubby thighs. Menopausal belly. Eyes that need reading glasses. A blown knee. They all drive me crazy, but if I only get to pick one…
I want my young feet back. Not these 60 year old hooves that ache with literally every step due to bunion damage. Finding comfortable shoes is a complete horror show if I don’t want to your wear grandmas orthotics… which I don’t. I may be 60, but I’m a rather young 60 and still care about style. Even if it’s only sneakers and boots.
I long for the feet of my 20’s, 30’s and 40’s when I could wear whatever I wanted.. pain free. Things started going south in my 50’s, but now that I’ve turned 60 I look down at my crooked toes and cringe.
Feet.
I want young feet.
How about you?
What body part do you want to change.
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Work continued on the second drainage pipe ditch.
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It’s hard work.
Hard on your knees… hard on your back.
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Because my husband didn’t want to damage the lawn any more than necessary the trench was dug by hand…. with a pick ax and trowels.
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And once it was laid, attached…
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And covered over, my husband decided he wanted another 10 feet of pipe.
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Which meant more work and more rocks.
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To be continued…
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I’m still getting a kick out of this page so I’m still sharing.
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Now that’s a chair!
And possibly a sandwich.
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How out of touch am I?
I had to look up ‘Pegasus’ as I thought it was some kind of dog harness or rock climbing apparatus.
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Laughed at this because a friend of mine has the same one… that she also bought at Goodwill.
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And to think of all the time I wasted searching for a couch.
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Really, can we stop it … because I think I want to get off.
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AI creeps me out.
Robots? Even more so… and after watching this? I’m going to have nightmares about both.
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For less than the price of most new cars you can have an extremely bendy robot of your very own.
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Just know that if you do buy one, I won’t be accepting your dinner invitation.
Ever.
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Jimmy’s back…
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And still making me smile.
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That’s one highly photogenic pooch.
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❤️
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One side of the drainage trench was dug.
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And the perforated pipe was attached to the catch basin and set in place.
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The hose was deployed to simulate rain…
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And water flowed.
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When installation was deemed satisfactory, backfill was added.
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From the lovely little plywood backed dirt piles .
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Hard to believe this took two men almost 8 hours….
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But when my husband is involved there will be some serious chatting along with the working.
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Working with our contractor has ended for now but will resume in a week or two. And God forbid my retired husband should enjoy himself and do something fun. No…
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He’s decided to lay perforated drainage pipe.
You know, the one I told him to lay last year when he installed that drainage box.
Ever since we had the driveway redone last year water has been funneling down to our kitchen landing/porch and in heavy rain we step outside to a river.
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The catch basin was a good idea, but the husband poo poo’d the extra effort involved in laying pipe saying it wasn’t necessary.
Guess what?
It was.
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So today…
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Trench work began.
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With some help from his cousin.
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Rock and clay don’t make it easy.
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To be honest, I’d be disappointed if you could.
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Trivial enough for you?
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I hate when that happens.
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I’m at the age when even pink walks won’t help.
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I’m sure her child will be thrilled to read that article when he/she grows up.
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I don’t care for cruises and there’s more than one reason why, but a boat full of naked passengers is at the top of the list.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is an interactive television watcher.
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Especially when it’s a Nature documentary on birds of prey.
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Summer is coming.
You’re welcome.
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It’s been a weird, cold and wet spring. We still have temperatures dropping to 40 so while the grass is a stunning vibrant green…
Most of the trees haven’t leafed out yet.
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Not that His Lordship cares, there are still mice to hunt.
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The Orioles are still here and eating jars of grape jelly faster than I can buy them. They’re beautiful and hungry.
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A bluebird, just because.
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