I Dug a Pit

After a nice journey to Iowa for a few days, Dad and I got back this Wednesday evening. The next day, I jumped right into work - literally. I finally continued the work on the sump pit that I started in the crawlspace awhile ago. It was nasty, unappealing work. I was digging below the waterline, therefore I was standing in water about ankle-deep in a waist-deep hole, and my boots were removing more ground than the shovel. However, after two solid chunks of work (one on Thursday, and one on Friday), I managed to make the hole big enough for what Dad needs to do with it - which is put a giant holding tank in it. I came out very muddy - I even managed to get dirt on my face somehow! Oh well, it's all in the name of progress.

In other news, the unappealing smell in the Dank continues to get worse as the weather gets wetter. Thank goodness we shouldn't have to deal with that much longer (fingers crossed!).