Either I have gotten out of shape, or I have forgotten just how much pain I can be in after moving giant ass rocks all day.
We rebuilt a whole bunch of it today.
What we did was pull rocks off the top and then place them at the bottom to form a new bottom layer which we slowly integrated back up into the existing wall. I had, in a fit of planning collected rocks to be used in the rebuild. I had spent four fucking days doing nothing but collecting rock. I thought we would have enough.
It was handy to have them all there, as we had already moved them to the site, but there was still a lot of cursing and pain and sadness.
About halfway through the day I was alternately making a sort of whimpering sound that was also mixed with the grunt growl that people make when they are moving something heavy.
I'm pretty sure I sounded like a killer whale giving birth.
It was also as humid as the inside of a sauna. A sauna that is also filled with insects that will bite me even though I have two different kinds of bug spray on and really WTF nature?
Also at one point during this epic battle of wills between me and a slope I was ferrying rocks around in my tank top.
We needed some smaller rocks, but of course we had already used up all of the one's around the wall, so I went off in search of more rocks. Except now the meadows have sprang up so I ended up having to go farther and farther into the woods for rocks and then of course I can only carry so many at a time. So I just flipped my tank top bottom over to make a sort of pouch and shoved rocks in there because none of the buckets were anywhere near where I was working. As in I would have had to have walked back down the driveway, through the yard, past the rabbit hutches and past the chicken coup to get one.
Of course I think I'm out a tank top now.
Anyway it was 'the terrible picking up the heavy rocks but now I have to throw them down to bottom of the retaining wall with out falling over the edge and dieing' edition.
So now I feel like my body has been pummeled and I find myself kinda zoning out while I am looking at the screen.
Oh yeah. The blog.
I think I should just go to bed now.