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here you will see, behind the buckets of rock, the long iron piece I’ve been tripping over for 30 years in our city basement. Imagine my surprise to see it appear in our garage in Hermann! It’s served no useful purpose in the city it will serve no useful purpose in Hermann. But it will probably continue to trip me until I die.
Also we have about 10 buckets of gravel and rubble rock that DH is digging up from our Hermann yard and hauling back to the city to put into dumpsters. Really efficient, right?
Bless his heart, DH is the hardest worker you will ever meet. But sometimes I gotta wonder…
p.s. I will not entertain any smart Alec comment about this iron piece serving the useful purpose of tripping me! I’m smarter than it, and I will not let it defeat me or kill me.