This past Tuesday, Matt, my brother Justin, and myself began digging holes for the concrete.
13 to be exact, and I did the least amount of digging, and I was so sore.
On Thursday, Matt, my dad, and our friend Zach began the amazingly hard, dirty process of filling the thirteen, three foot deep holes with concrete. I felt really bad for those boys working all day in the hot sun. I told them we would repay them with a soak in the future hot tub.
On day three, they started to frame.
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