A thoroughly miserable
day. Not the weather, the job. As the cellar floor concrete pour was
postponed another day (‘cause the weather, which was beautiful, was forecast to
be not), decided to tackle replacing the errant tee in the perimeter drain with
a proper wye. Why not? Seemed simple enough, just use the backhoe to
dig down to the fitting and couplings, undo the latter, wave my magic wand, and
presto change-o. Only problem was that
the backhoe only digs six feet something and the fittings were eight feet
something under compacted stone. So the
last two feet were pure misery… aided and abetted by the banks collapsing
several times… always at critical junctures.
Got the job done, but will definitely sleep well tonight. Jimmy showed up (twice) late afternoon to drop
off equipment for tomorrow’s festivities.
Just how many excavators does that guy own????