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Took roughly 800 lbs of broken and decrepit concrete to the dump yesterday, along with the last (hopefully) broken ladder from our hillside. I'm not exaggerating about the concrete - the dump charges by weight so we had a receipt.

The wife's comment: "Good, then it was okay for me to feel sore after hauling it down from the hill."

The fuzzy upstairs neighbor made me a tasty (but strong) gin & tonic when we got home, since it was a hot day. That pretty much killed the productivity afterwards.