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Driveway repair part five…. the oh sh*t moment.

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Every morning when the work crew shows up?

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My husband has to chat.

I truly believe the worst torture imaginable for this man would be to lock him in a room by himself with no one to talk to.

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When conversation halted…. fabric was laid, bad dirt was removed and better dirt was delivered.

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It’s a good thing our neighbors are morning people and far away, because things be noisy up in here.

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Dirt was delivered.

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Dirt was spread.

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And about mid day?

Things started to go wrong.

I noticed it got quiet and figured there had to be a reason.

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While I’m no expert on heavy machinery, something looked a little off here … even to me.

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Definitely an oh sh*t moment.

One broken hydraulic hose brought work to a standstill.

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