My neighbor and I are building an erosion system since every time it rains, his yard gets eroded. So, after three years, we've started making progress to stop this. To make this work, we are building a series of trenches and filling the trenches with rocks to hold them open. The trenches are designed to catch and route the rain water where we want it to go. At this point we have all of the trenches dug and last weekend we began distributing the rocks in the trenches.
Unfortunately, we didn't quite get finished to where we were supposed to...which meant leaving (literally) a ton of rock in my truck overnight. Then, it decided to rain all night and most of the day. Late in the day, with the weather choosing not to break fully, I knew I needed to get the rock out of my truck as I would need it (without the extra weight) the next day.
Instead of staying close to the house (where it was dryer) - my bright idea was to drive right down to where the rain usually funnels (where it was wetter). When I didn't like my position, I figured the extra weight would help me get traction. Ummm, no. At this point, the only thing to do was to dump the load and figure out where to go from there. So, we began dumping the rocks out of my truck and it began to downpour. By the end, I was a huge, wet, mud ball mess.
We ended up needing to call the other neighbor over to tow my truck out (much to everyones amusement). This is the same guy who pulled it out when yet another neighbor got it stuck in his yard. I got even muddier crawling under the truck to hook it up for the tow. The wife is taking pictures, the neighbors are giving me a hard time, and even the kids were picking on me. Can't say it wasn't deserved, but it is hard for me to deal with those situations where I can't even make a comment back without making the whole thing worse.
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