Gardening
When I talked about our new gate I neglegted to mention that we would also “get” a new terrace. We will of course have to do all the work ourselves (helped by my parents). Today was the day we were getting the tiles, gravel, and sand. My mom had said they would come sometime late morning, so I had set my alarm clock for 8 am. I was woken up by the phone at 7.40.
I got up and went to get ready for the arrival of the gravel. Before that happened, however, the truck with the tiles showed up (he was also supposed to call before he came, but nevermind that). There is a path with a wide green area behind our apartment building where people often get stuff for terraces delivered, and I had planned for that too. What I didn’t plan on, however, was that the truck with the tiles was 10 cm too wide for the opening to this path. The tiles were dumped just inside the path, and of course the gravel truck couldn’t get any further in and dump his gravel. After they left I had 5 m^3^ of gravel, 3 m^3^ sand, and 840 tiles lying 100 meters from where I thought I would have them.
I spent the next 10 hours moving the tiles and gravel in a job which would be fit for the military: “You take this pile of gravel and move it over there”. A man was kind enough to let me know that the 8 m^3^ of “dirt” was approximately 75 full wheel barrows. Having done my first 45 today (plus the 30 something for the tiles) I am thoroughly beat.
If anyone wants to come over and help me friday or saturday with the remaining gravel, sand, and the dirt I have to remove from our garden as it is now, be sure to let me know, I am not sure my body will forgive me for another two days of this hard work.