What a Time!

So much to talk about...

After the afternoon working with the family I spent the next few days shoveling gravel on my own.

Great fun.

Not real productive.

See, the trenches to be filled--two of them--were six feet deep, two feet long, and fifty feet long...each. Working five hours straight I managed to fill maybe ten feet.

One night, after three days of slooow progress, I was driving to a Bible fellowship with two friends and they could see how tired I was. Once they realized what I'd been doing I got a stereo scolding!

It would seem that I was going to get some help.

Two days later six wonderful saints showed up to help. It was unbelieveable! In all my wildest dreams I never even considered we would get so far, but together we finished filling the two trenches with gravel. It was like Nehemiah and the wall--the people had a mind to work. By the end of the day everything was level and ready for the next step; they even installed the pipe in one of the trenches just for fun. What a time!

The next day my husband and I laid the rest of the pipe up to the septic tank. Two days later we got our final approval on the septic system. The engineer was so impressed he said we should become contractors!

But my wonderful friends weren't finished yet. They came back and did the final gravel work (six inches more to cover the pipe) and filled in the trenches so that the septic system is all tucked in for the winter.

There is more to the story about the pipe from the house site to the septic tank...but that's for another day.