We dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig

In our yard, the whole day through. We dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig because we enjoy not being able to move our arms or neck or back the next day. That's the version of the song the dwarfs would sing if they helped me with the yard on Wednesday. Spring is here (okay, not for a couple more weeks, but the weather outside is fabulous) and summer will be here before we know it. Last year we had 80 some straight days of temps reaching 100. Let's just say, not a whole lot is growing during that season. So we need to plant grass seed now. In January we moved into a brand spanking new house and our dogs walked and ran the little baby grass right out of the ground, so in patches of our yard we are starting from scratch. 

This is our yard before the project really started. Notice my little digging friend. She was not going to miss out on a chance to dig. 

          Wednesday rolled around. I had nothing to do and I wanted to be outside, so I took on the task of "Turning up the soil." Let me point out we don't have soil in NC. "Turning up the clay" is more like "turning up the concrete." I started raking the clay and making cute patterns and soaking up as much vitamin D as I possibly could. I called Eric out to see if I had loosened enough of it. NOPE. Not even close.

Half an hour later, this is all I had done and it still wasn't even close. I had to figure something else out, so I thought getting it wet would make it softer and easier to rake. To my surprise, the only thing watering it did was make it a clay/mud pit.

Two hours later this is what the yard looked like. Eric came out and said the really dark part at the middle-left side of the picture is what everything needs to look like. Well to accomplish that I literally beat the crap out of the ground with the rake. My arms were noodles by that point, so I came up with a better method. 

                   I just made Harper do all the work. 

Kidding, but she was freaking adorable as always and she took the shovel out to a part of the yard that didn't need to be dug up, and started digging away. 

This little guy was my best friend for the day. 

I got the weeding tool out of my gardening set and just started stabbing the ground and digging it up. It was actually a lot of fun and it felt like something I shouldn't have been doing. 

The guy with a bulldozer in the back lot turned up the entire .25 acre lot in the amount of time I did a 2x6 rectangle on our lawn, but I was pretty proud of myself. 

Don't mess with me. I did this with nothing more than an ice pick looking thing. 

Then it was time to break all the huge chunks up. Eric came out to help me finish it up and this was the final product. 

We planted the seed and watered it and then when I woke up the next morning our yard looked like this!!! 

Not really. Eric said we should have a good lawn by next year. Since I am an immediate gratification person, that did not make me happy. We will give you an update when our grass starts growing. But YAH for me tackling this project and totally kicking it's butt (or it kicked my butt and I couldn't move my arms at the end of the night.)