Matt likes to do DIY projects, by himself and his way. My Dad is one of those guys that does things on the cheap and the "we'll make it work" kind of way. Matt usually describes my Dad's way as half-baked and not the "right" way. Because of how I was raised in some ways I am thankful for Matt's way and in other ways I curse it. Because of this, Matt will not listen to very many other views in the way things should be done.
This stubbornness not only frustrates me, but all of the others around us. Matt came off of grave shift on Tuesday morning and had to go back to work on Saturday morning for day shift, this left essentially 3 1/2 days to get everything done. He had to do the trenches, sprinkling system and sod all in this time (did I mention that he had the sod delivered Wednesday morning, and everything had to be finished so that it wouldn't die.
Because of how Matt was doing things, we had to wait around for him in order to get the trenches filled and the sod laid. All I can say is that it was a really stressful weekend and I held my cool, I didn't yell once. My Dad was ready to beat him, because of how particular Matt is he wouldn't allow anyone else to help him with the sprinklers at all, that took forever.
I can say that I worked my behind off. I am well suited for domestic duties (laundry, dishes, kids, etc.), this was probably the hardest I have ever worked in my entire life. Every muscle in my body felt the work of raking, shoveling, and hauling sod. I was still feeling it two days later, but at least that part is done. Now for the pictures.
No, not one stitch of this is grass. It was full of sticker weeds.
This was while Matt was cleaning everything up.
This is how it looks currently, so much better.