Sounds like somebody has a case of the Mondays.

It's just one of those day where you wished you didn't get out of bed.

It started bright and early at 6:00am, or rather it started at 5:30 when I woke up and couldn't for the life of me go back to sleep. So I laid in bed and refused to get up until 6:00.

At 6:00 I got up and made my self ready for work. I got dressed, drug a brush through my hair, ripping out a bunch in the process. Then headed into the kitchen to make some sandwiches for lunch. The trash that has been over full for two days no caught my attention so I pulled the bag out. Which some how managed to spring a leak in one corner and drip egg juice all over my bare feet, and the floor. So after cleaning that up and making my sandwiches I sat on the couch and waited for Cam.

Super Cam showed up early, which was cool. So I hopped into the car and headed to Howell to Pick up Jeff. Jeff is a friend of Jess who was looking for a job, and having problems getting one due to a suspended licenses. Of course with out a licenses you can't get a job to pay for a new license. Catch 22.

Got Jeff and headed into Lansing for the job. I was supposed to be there at 8:00 to meet the guy dropping the trencher, we got there at 7:30. It all went down hill from there.

When the trencher didn't show up at 8:00 I called the rental place, they said that it was getting loaded and heading out the door. We should have it in less then half an hour. At 8:30 I called back to ask where it was, they said they would check and call me back. At 9:30 I called them back, again to inquire about the location of said trencher. Evidently it broke down and the spent the last hour trying to get it running, and calling around looking for another one.

They found one, it was less then 10 mins from us at another rental place, we got it from there and headed back to the job site. It's now 10:30.

For anybody that doesn't know, we where installing silt fencing. There is nothing hard about it, a monkey could do it. You dig a trench, pound the fencing into it then back fill. Simple, yet time consuming and tiring. It's a trial of endurance. Jeff did really well, in fact he not only kept up, but in most cases worked hard and faster then the rest of the guy. Not to mention he only had to be told one what to do, or how to do it. It's nice to just say something needs to get done and have people step up to do it with out direct orders.

Back to the trencher, we got it down and read by 10:45. By 10:50 I had it stuck in the mud up above the tires. We had to wait half an hour for them to track a bull dozer from the other side of the job to pull me out.

Once I was out we got things going pretty quick. Keep in mind that on average you can trench about 1000 feet an hour and pound in about 800 feet of fence. We had 6000 feet to do. So at least 7 hours worth of work, which we where supposed to start at 8:00. By the time we where started it looked like we would be there until 7:00pm. Luck held out a little, the ground was flat and straight so I was about to trench about 1500 feet an hour and the guy where pounding about 1100, Tim was working them double time.

We where busting ass, along with Jeff there was another new guy there. So doing 1100 feet an hour with two new guys was damn impressive. About 3:00 Jeff started feeling ill, by 3:30 he was full blown sick and sitting in the truck. We figure it was just the heat. Takes some getting used to.

All in all, not a horrible day. But it could have been a lot better. Tomorrow we have to be at Tim's by 7:30 for a job. Jeff's gonna give it another go, just to see how it turns out. With any luck it will work out for him.