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Adventures of a Modern Day, Middle-Aged Hero, on the Glory Road(to family security)

5.06.2012

Helping Hurts.

One of my best friends here in the Tri-cities had a house built about three years ago, and in an attempt to save a little bit of up-front money, he didn't have the builder lay in a back yard.  Since then, he has frequently been on the verge of laying in some sod to complete the backyard. 

With a visit from his in-laws pending over Mothers Day weekend, he completed installing his underground sprinklers this week, and had 5 pallets of sod delivered to his house yesterday.  Since I've been borrowing his lawn-lower on and off for the last month, it only felt right to go help him lay his sod.

If he had had the pallets of sod dropped off IN his back yard, instead of in his drive-way, or rented a four-wheel drive forklift to move the pallets into his back yard one at a time, things would not have been tough at all.  By any measure, the hardest part of the job physically was loading 6 or 7 pieces of sod at  a time in to wheel-barrows to move it into the back yard. 

It was nice to be at his house though, meaning my 'no beer' resolution was not in effect.  After moving sod for over 2 hours, a cold Coors Light went down real easy. 

Almost as easy was the 2nd one.  Didn't have a 3rd one...had to save some space for water and Tylenol...my back was twitching a bit by the time we were done. 

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