My mom wanted a concrete table moved. What mom wants, mom gets. Right? 😉 I’ve been putting off. Waiting for help. Today is Saturday, the day for projects. So, I got it moved. By myself. 💪 Call me muscles. 😆
Heavy? It was. Should have worn gloves from the start. Hurt my palms. 😔
It took sometime moving, but little by little I moved it from the front of the house, from under the three windows to the place it is in front of the shop. It wasn’t immovable, but I had to use strength, patience and determination. Oh look, I did have help. 🙂
I found a charm to add to my dog tag. I prefer silver, but I’ll keep on here for a little while. It may turn silver anyway.