Father's Day Weekend

We had a lovely, low-key Father's Day weekend. Steve was supposed to go 4 wheeling with his buddies...

I'm not sure why that plan didn't pan out, but instead, the poor guy spent his Father's Day like this:

It doesn't look like it, but it's raining here

Finally cleared up around 7pm!

We couldn't rent the auger Saturday when the weather was decent, because no one had any in stock. The weather was supposed to clear around mid-afternoon, so we risked it and said what the hell. We have to get these holes dug.

18 of them.

45" deep.

At least the rain kept the ground soft? 

It didn't stop raining/misting, so Steve headed out around 2pm. 

I joined him maybe half an hour later. 

And in the rain, we dug some holes. 

The hardest ones were near the pool - just no room to maneuver. 

And the rocks. 

For FUCK'S SAKE. THE ROCKS.

The first 2 feet or so were pretty easy. 

But then we got hung up on some pretty big rocks.

Not to mention that the auger only goes down so deep, so we have to add an extension to it. But you can't just start out with the extension attached because the engine doesn't sit far enough off the ground so it's pointing straight down. 

Excellent engineering folks.

So each and every time we had to dig, then add extension, dig again, remove extension. 

These parts and pieces are heavy and caked in mud. 

And the mud caked so much on to our boots that it felt like we were walking on stilts. It was awful. 

Steve's back was barely hanging on. 

We took a break to do dinner and give the girls a bath (we had a rough weekend with them, too - I don't think they are sleeping enough at night lately). 

ANYWAY.

He went back out at 7pm and it was gorgeous out, finally!

I did bedtime and such with the girls and met up with him around 8:45 and helped him until we finished, around 9:30. 

18 holes.

Most of which are 45" deep.

ALL of them are at least 42" deep.

FUCK.

He has a week off coming up. Hoping to get a good start on the deck. Will report back later.