Ok, maybe it's not that bad, but sometimes that's how it feels! Wednesday our septic tank was delivered. My son (wahoo, he's home) and I went up an hour or so before delivery and made sure the area under the tank was perfectly level. Then I showed him how to play with--I mean operate--the excavator. He only got to use it for a few minutes because the truck with the tank showed up.
For those of you who have never seen a septic tank--it is big, huge, gigantic!
And so is the truck. Well, we've been digging up on top and, wouldn't you know it, the truck couldn't get to where it needed to go. So I had to fill in about 15 feet of ditch (small sob). What makes it worse is that this is the second time I've had to fill that section in! Still, that's what needed done, so it got done. The truck got in position (taking out several large limbs in the process) and he lowered the tank into the hole.
Now I gotta say, the driver was amazing. Very professional. He wasn't willing to wing it and park in an ok position, which is very good. Like I said, the tank was huge, and the tank needed to get into a spot about 20 feet below where the truck was parked.
The tank was lowered--between two trees and then the driver "walked" the tank down the side of the hill, using the dirt piled up to keep the thing from spinning. But, just before he did the final lower he knocked a chunk of dirt into the hole. He set the thing down and we all looked at it--fail! Even I could tell it wasn't level. We grabbed a level and I had him raise the tank a few feet. I cleared out the extra dirt from the corner and I told him to set the tank back down. He looked at me like, "Yeah right, that made a difference." But he humored me. The tank set down...and was perfectly level. Believe me, it was nice to see that the whole leveling workout was worthwhile!!!
So we have the tank set now and the rocks (from hell) have been delivered. Today, my whole family is going up to the lot to work for a few hours after fellowship. Can you say family time?
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