Being the nice and wonderful wife that I am, I volunteered to do my part to help with the deck. After all, I'm "partially retired" until August 21, I could help out! I can't measure for crap, and I power tools scare me, so I volunteered to work on the lower deck. The old bottom deck was built on top of bricks (ingenious, I know), and the bricks need to be removed so that everything is level for Andy to build on top of. Yeah, it sounds relatively easy, in theory, but is not! I started Sunday, and worked about an hour and a half, then put in another 1 hour this morning. It sucks ass! There is about two inches of dirt, with growing grass, on top of each brick. The bricks themselves are about 6 to 10 inches underground. I dig and dig, then scrap with a trowel and fingers to get the bricks loose, and pry them out with the shovel. And to make it worse, there are creepy-crawlies in the dirt! I know - "Duh, Kelly, it's dirt! What did you expect?!" But I have come across the same centipede (yes, "centi-" meaning 100 disgusting, creepy, infested little legs!) about a dozen times. And I have cut more than my share of fat, nasty nightcrawlers in half! If it's true that nightcrawlers can reform their bodies and survive after being dismantled, I am screwed! We'll have an army of pissed of worms in the back yard! Eww!
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