“Four or five hours, it’ll take,” he said. Right.
I spent five hours on the road up the side of that frickin’ hill. How much did I cover? I clocked it on the way down.
0.3 mile.
There are a lot of rocks on that road. Fewer than before – LOTS fewer than before – but still a lot. I guess I’m more than halfway done, but there are some bad patches left to do. And I’ve still got other things I must finish before the end of the week, and here it is Wednesday afternoon.
My back is gonna really hurt tomorrow morning, and I’ve got to go back up that damned hill.
Helluva nice day for it, though. When the weather turned fair again, it did it with a vengeance.
