Hunk TF summer continues apace, probably going to declare fat down to the “overweight side of average” level soon, and the impression of my entire torso save the stomach itself to the touch is now muscle. Really the old “upper roll of fat” of the stomach, too.
Have awkwardly realized the hot tub would be better on the entire other side of the yard than I’d been picturing it all this time, that however close it might be to passers-by on the path the original idea had been that close to my neighbors’ open first-floor bedroom window
Count this as another success for living in the space as I rebuild it so I appreciate it
Okay did some work in the yard that wasn’t yard work like using the muscles, just some cranking a socket wrench outdoors, and some small things are now better in small ways.
Latest muscle development making things smooth like they haven’t been since before Covid but because it goes through these motions slowly instead of throwing them through with enough momentum it actually makes my motion seem more old-man
“this meeting could have been an email” but instead it’s “this video tutorial could have been a post with less than a hundred words”
In fairness there really were a lot of vidya walkthrough sections that turned out to be a lot better as 2 photos or 15 seconds of video than they had been as 3 paragraphs on GameFAQs
God, my limbs are all thick now, my torso feels like my innards are suddenly in a muscular casing.
Keep in mind the reference comparison for this experience is not that summer in college you did manual labor, but if you had done that on steroids
Realized that I can build up to a 100 sq ft garden shed without need for permits, and the idea I had for a dead space under the pine was really only 5'x13’, so way after a lot of other stuff’s finished, I’ll have a little renovation dessert building a teahouse-styled shed (perhaps with attached changing stall for anyone bringing a swimsuit to the hot tub)
My back’s not stiff in a like-a-board way, but I did just have to spend some time on my side to dissipate the effects of sleeping on my back before I sat up.
Yeah, def. gonna take a break after those last two topsoil days; if that forces my cycle into weekend alignment fine.
Just picturing some backwoods boy getting scolded by his Pa for fucking his sister and going “…but what about you and Aunt Mom?”
Psyched I’ve managed to work up a plan for the house where I’ve basically got to go out in the sun and work out at it all summer
this “no loads refused” pimped-out cumdump event could have been an e-mail
3 more yards and looking good. 20-30 loads – which is to say 30-45 yards, or alternately 10-15 days – left.
Part of the new fence I realize I’ve done not to ideal, but it’s only one small section to be redone and now I understand it like I didn’t without physical form and have good ideas how to do it instead.
Okay, I think topsoil at 3 yards a day, two days on one off two on two off will be good for the rest of the dry season, guess this Sat-Sun will be a two off to catch it up with the landscaping yard closed Sunday.
The strength built showing today, it was easier pushing the shovel head through the topsoil and extending the stroke to twist and dump at distance.
Combined with ambient humidity that kept the bedload sticking together as I scooped around it figured an even more efficient order to unload, that used gravitational potential energy to landslide out to the maximum possible.
Have an idea roughly where the 1st and 2nd piles for the next 5 work days are going, then it’s gonna be… well, we’ll see from there.
The area that was Strawberry Ridge is taking shape as Strawberry Field.
Alright, another 3 yards. At the point I can do a quick 1.5 after noon, a more paced one in the later afternoon, and then go out that night.
Has anyone connected all the specious abducted-in-a-parking-lot-by-traffickers stuff with the total disappearance of the abducted-on-a-dark-road-by-aliens stuff that was big at this point in the last cultural cycle?
Okay, relaxing day doing fuck all, lying out in the back looking up at branches and appreciating how nice everything is already.
Body’ll be ready for service tomorrow, gonna hammer on this topsoil until done a/o the rain arrives, then depending might look into replacing the garage door or just button down for the winter, a few miscellaneous one-off things along the way. Have a good idea where the next 9 yards of topsoil are going, then we’ll see.
Think there's room for interesting analysis of gender based on the highly divergent development of the archetypes of "girl is attracted to guy, gets disappointed when he turns out to be gay" and "guy is attracted to girl, gets disappointed when she turns out to be a lesbian".
Like in 1997
