topaz | we call it Labor Day because we work so hard

I learned to drive a backhoe last weekend. How was your Labor Day?

Seriously. Our landscaping team here at Mosaic has been on a tear to spruce up the place and have done some absolutely astounding, fantastic, brilliant work around the grounds. On Sunday morning, Beezy came and knocked on my door and said: We need someone to drive the backhoe. Can you do it?

What was I supposed to say? It's just like driving a truck, right?

Actually it's like the biggest Erector Set you've ever had in your life. I drove that thing back and forth all day and didn't stop grinning. I dug two 10'x20' garden beds in no time flat.

The previous day, Morgan and

lilzon and I spent about four hours unloading and spreading a truckload of wood chips in the hot tub enclosure, to keep the weeds at bay.

Does this sound like work? Okay, so it's work. It was hard. I was exhausted and burnt to a crisp by the end. Both days. Big deal. It's hardly work if it's filled with so much joy. Piece by piece, this place is coming together right before our very eyes. Every day tops the previous one.

We held a barbecue to celebrate opening the common house, and it was so very wonderful that you could be there.

we call it Labor Day because we work so hard

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