Good news is, except for some loose ends, the patio is finished.
Bad new is, I'm having trouble walking, let alone carrying Franca up and down the stairs.
In retrospect, I probably shouldn't have run 5 miles Sunday morning and then come home to shovel gravel and carry heavy stones. Lesson learned.
Here is a sneak peak:
I don't want to post full patios until it is all the way done and the grass is growing a little. But I am glad to no longer feel like I am living at a labor camp. This whole week I only have Franca to watch, so I'm going to try to get a lot of paying work done, but also do all the house stuff that we have neglected in the past 3 months. You know, like vacuuming. The spiders have staged a full-on assault again. Boo.