Hooray, the huge pile of trees, brush, and soil we’ve been staring at all year is gone and leveled out!

The excavation crew arrived Tuesday to remove the pile of rubbish we left behind from clearing the site to prepare for the garage. We had some of the clearing work done by a one-man crew in fall of 2018, and Steven did the rest of it himself this spring and summer. The garage will be 24′ x 48′, so the cleared site is a bit larger than that.

The excavation crew had the right equipment (we don’t, ha) and got the site cleared fast! They used an excavator and loaded everything in to a some kind of dump truck, and made two trips (to who knows where).


On Wednesday, they finished clearing and leveling the soil, and dug out the trenches where the forms will go to pour the concrete. Sh*t is getting real over here! (Side note, it smelled like sh*t, because of some old stinky water that got exposed during digging. Yay.)


On Wednesday Steven ordered everything from Menards to build the garage. We purposefully planned to place the order during 11% Rebate time (you send your receipt in and get a store credit for 11% of your order), and yeah… this is going to be the biggest rebate we’ve ever received – over $1000.

On Thursday and Friday they put the forms in. They’ll be inspected Monday and then they’ll pour after that! Woot!



The front corners will have ledges for brick to sit on, hence the form here


Long story – I only got three hours of sleep Thursday night because of a bad headache, so I took a nap Friday afternoon. I woke up after an hour of sleep to cat horking. Sigh. Then I didn’t find it visually, but by stepping on it. Double sigh. I was going to go back to my nap, but I looked out at the garage site and saw a dog out there. I was super out of it and a bit cranky because of my sleep situation.

But I went outside to help the dog and saw there were two dogs, and one couldn’t seem to figure out how to get out.

I called my surrounding neighbors with dogs and no one claimed them. I tried to help the little one out by reaching for him (bad idea, Kim) but he nipped at me, which upset me. I put a ramp in there but he eventually got out on his own, phew.

Then they stayed in my yard for a while so I called animal control (the dogs didn’t have tags), but they couldn’t come out for forty-five minutes. So I followed them around until they finally went to the street and eventually made their way to a house, where their owner was super nonchalant about the whole thing. Sigh.

It got me really worked up, again, I think because I was functioning on such little sleep. I’m glad I know where they belong now in case I find them again. But I hope they don’t come back – that’s not a good place to play!

(Updated to add: while I was trying to help these dogs, jets were flying by breaking the sound barrier and it was startling me. Not until I told my class this morning did I think about how horrible that must have been making the dogs feel!)

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