Oiy - who'da thunk 7 yards could be so far?

So as Wendy mentioned, this weekend our friends Steve, Katie and I moved a little over 7 yards of topsoil. Only it wasn't really just "moving" it...

When the provider delivered the soil, it was a "mixed load" of 7 yards topsoil, 2 yards steer manure, and 1 yard sand. So they put 7, 2, and 1 yard into the dump truck, drove it to our place, and dumped it. Not mixed up. In patches in the pile.

So while Steve was running the 'barrow up and back, I'd blend the next 'barrow-full. I basically was shoveling all day long. Throwing a few shovel-fulls of soil, then one of sand, and a couple of manure back up onto the top of the pile until he made it back for another load. Then help quickly fill the 'barrow with all that I'd been able to mix, and starting the process over again. I'm not complaining, mind you. I just wanted it to be clear that it was a bit more work than how it was described, which explains why the ibuprofen doesn't seem to be working. And why I have this funny pain where the inner edges of my shoulder blades move over my back. And also why, when I first try to stand up, my legs and lower back don't seem to be communicating with each other well, resulting in a couple of stumbling steps before I'm able to become fully upright and get into a rhythmic walking pattern.

Boy, that garden better be nice by this time next year when I've finally recovered...