About half way through the day I began to realize how quickly you can get blisters and sore muscles. I am clearly a big wuss. Ditch digging is not for sissies and the repetitive motion is pretty mind numbing. However, by the end of the day I had a pretty impressive mud hole to show for it. Cough.
Josh came out and helped me in the next task, putting all the dirt we moved... back into the place it was before! Lovely! It was a long weekend without much to show for it. However, the most important part was that we started the task. The week called for heavy rain (surprise) so we tarped everything we could, the ground, the boxes, the mud piles and packed it in for 5 days of rest.