So we did a lot of work around home.
The flower beds and foundation plantings were cleaned up and refreshed.
James hauled rubble for hours. I tossed it in the wheelbarrow along with him and into the buckets. He hauled it away to the dumpster.
I've gone soft--almost two years at a desk job.
Jay brought the jackhammer to break up the base, and as we tried to pull a whole tree out of this mess, he departed to fetch a crowbar. Except the crowbar was like 12 feet long! I asked him where that came from and he grinned and then said, "None of your business."
Okay, now I seriously need to know where this ginormous crowbar came from!
It came with other equipment he bought second hand a few years ago. Okay, fine.