(De)Construction. Days 3 & 4.

Day 3 of construction brought rain.  Torrential, oppressive, disgusting rain.  It felt as if we should be building an ark instead of an addition.  Instead of doing much actual construction, Peter made arrangements for a jack hammer rental as well as spent time at the office.  We also took our 4 goose eggs off to a friends house to be incubated.  If all goes well we'll have more baby goosies in about 30 days.  Because we need more critters in our growing menagerie!

About 6:00 we finally made it out to the garage to continue clearing out the stuff that went back in after it went out.  The rain was so bad though that even making a few dashes from garage to barn or shed had you soaked clear through.  Man I hate rain like that!

Day 4 proved much more productive, aided by the fact that the rain held off for most of the day.  We were up before daylight and Peter had the jack hammer with it's very own compressor/trailer home and nearly ready to go by 8:00.   Because we had to resort to a jack hammer and jack hammer rentals are expensive we had to temporarily skip to phase 2 of our construction plan.  Phase 1 was to just break away the concrete on the parking pad and in front of the garage and replace the other concrete when it made more sense. Because we had to rent the jack hammer and we wanted to get our moneys worth our mission for the day was to break up ALL the concrete that needs to go.  Ever.  That's a lot of jack hammering!

Peter said the jack hammer officially weighed 90 pounds.  I tried to use it, I think it weighed more. I managed to "drill" 5 holes, total.  I was no help at all.  In my defense, Peter said that by the end of the day the thing weighed closer to 300 pounds.  It was probably an accumulation of the concrete dust and crumbs that made it so heavy.

While Peter cracked concrete I pried it loose and piled it up.  It was a long hard day for both of us - more so for Peter.  He logged just over 6 hours on the jack hammer.  No one can say my husband had girly hands.  They are totally torn up with more blisters and tears than you an imagine:

The rain hit about 3:00 and we yet continued for another hour or two.  The sidewalks and slab are all cracked, there is a growing pile of rubble with so much more growing to do.  

I think I'm glad I'm working at the Post Office tomorrow.  Otherwise I'd be picking up concrete in the rain.