I would love to talk about the stupidity of one
New England Patriot tight end
who took it upon himself
kill, at least one person the other day,
but I'll rant on that at another time.
let's talk about me.
I mentioned in an earlier post that it was time to give
the old walkway a makeover.
So I dug up the old
with the intention of putting in a new one
IN A WEEKEND.
A "weekend project"
the do-it-yourself manual boasted.
Actually, it started one weekend and ended the next
plus all the days in between.
I like the idea that it was 90 degrees and humid.
Bring it on!
So, after doing the math
I ordered 2 tons of crushed gravel for the base...
1/2 ton of sand....
2.5 tons of field stone
( I don't know what that means)
and I used the old bricks,
so I had that going for me.
Plus, I had a helper, Rosie.
she was absolutely no help.