We had another four scoops of mulch delivered today. It was supposed to come tomorrow but they said their driver situation was sketchy and may deliver it today. They did. So I was inclined to spread that shit (pun intended) tonight. Jooj wanted to relax so we resolved to do it in the morning.
Well, news of possible storms renewed my interest in getting it done. Either that or buy and tarp and cover our pile of pooey goodness. Jooj caved so we started the task of scooping, wheelbarrowing (I can't believe that is an actual word), dumping, spreading, and repeating ad nauseam. We managed to cover the back and nearly all of the desired garden area before running out. It was hard work - no doubt about that. During the last leg of it the thunder began to rumble, reminding us that we had made the right decision.
We took our dirty asses upstairs to shower. Moments after I walked out of the shower the rain started coming down. Ah, perfect timing. To quote the great Colonel John "Hannibal" Smith, "I love it when a plan comes together!'
100% | 174.5 lbs. | 0% (0 of 128) | 14% (7 of 50) | 44.11% (161 of 365) | 6.444% (12 lbs.)
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