Workhorse Wanna Be

Ugh.

I am not cut out for manual labor.

That's something my husband doesn't seem to understand.

I learned really early in our marriage that he though he married some sort of workhorse. No, no, no - I'm just a regular horse. Sorry to disappoint, but just a regular old horse am I.

But he doesn't see that. Not at all.

And I don't get it because you want me to be a soft, feminine woman and be able to work like a man? It doesn't work that way - you can't have both. The tougher you try to make me, you're just squeezing out the soft part. And that's the part I like...so please, please, please don't turn me into a calloused hands woman.

But he had plans for us this weekend. Work plans. Can I just tell you how much I hate work plans?

The good part is that they finally got done framing our house. The bad part is all the debris left.

That's the interesting thing about construction, in case you didn't know. None of the crews clean up after themselves. And I'm not just talking about construction stuff either. Cups, bottles, food wrappers - it doesn't matter what it is, they just throw it right down on the ground. I had read about that online so I was prepared but still - how is that okay?  What other job is there out there where you can just leave behind a freakin mess?

One of the many interesting things I found. This explains a lot...

So guess who got to clean up?

Yes, a full day of lugging boards around to the fire pit and picking up roof shingles. And all the other stuff left behind. Fun, fun.

So. Many. Board.

Progress. Oh, wait. We haven't even gotten to the back yet...

Then, when I think I was moving too slow, hubby put me on a new assignment - driving nails out of some of the used boards. Sounds pretty easy, right?  It's just hammering. I thought so too - until about my tenth board. About that time my arms were like jello from lugging the boards over and all the hammering. But maybe it's because all the boards looked like this:

So I officially hate manual labor. If you could convince my hubby of that, that would be great.