Nothin' movin' but the mercury

And 2,240 pounds of concrete mix, plus a half-dozen 10-foot pieces of rebar.

Since it's time for the equipment pad, Mr. B and I started laying out frame pieces bright and early. But even at 8 a.m., it took about a minute's work to soak a T-shirt.

After lunchtime, when we were in the middle of two trips for concrete mix (we needed 28 bags, which is a bit much for my car), I turned to Mr. B as we were wrestling with the bags and laughed:

They left this work for the two old farts?