Our Memorial Day weekend was not the three-day relaxfest the more-optimistic among us might have envisioned.
Saturday, we spent a very pleasant 45 minutes barbecuing with Ken & Judie before lugging materials and digging post-holes to help construct a chicken pen.
Sunday, we moved a cord or two of firewood for Mary, giving her back the concrete porch that it had covered, and cut up some logs that were too big to burn in the fireplace.
Saturday and Sunday were both spent helping people who never hesitated to help us when we needed it, so I'm not complaining. Well, maybe just a little, but it's only because I'm petty and have a lousy perspective. That's all.
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