Today I am helping a friend pour concrete. It is a huge job and as you all know I am not a Toolman. I am worried about my muscles, my lungs...about being the only guy who tips over a wheelbarral (buggy) of concrete (mud) in the wrong place--like on the grass or a bush.
I had thought that I had timed this job nicely. I was going to miss the 'big pour.' It should have happened when I was out of town last weekend. Nope. Now I am home--a willing Tool.
Maybe I am being a little sarcastic. I actually enjoy helping my friends. But I am pretty sure that someone might die trying to pour their back stairs. It might be me. They are the stairs from Hell. Of course, once they are full of settled concrete they will be the stairs from Heaven.
Dave and Jill, I am determined to get my use out of your stairs. I will have to come over more often now. That is just the way that it will have to be.
Bring on the PowerAde!
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