Achiness abounds

Today, I feel like one of those little old Croatian ladies, bent from the waist as if searching for lucky pennies. Yesterday morning was boot camp, then six cubic yards of organic soil were delivered and dumped in our front yard. Where I needed the soil was inaccessible by dump truck because of the three willow trees at the front of the house - one smack in the middle of the driveway. Those trees are turning out to be the bane of my existence (some serious pruning yesterday is another reason for my achiness).

The shoveling, wheelbarrow carting, dumping and spreading have taken their toll on my body. Thankfully, one of my neighbours was appalled at the effort required for this and lent me their four-wheeled wheelbarrow with an easy-dump mechanism. Whewsh, can barely imagine what I'd feel like if I'd used our one-wheeled version for the entire day!

Things are coming along nicely. Murray, never again will we buy a brand new house - fully landscaped or bust!!!! Actually, it's kind of nice to be able to have a blank slate, but it would be nice if a lot of the preparation work was done.