Am I really about to do this?

What I mean is, am I really about to cart several hundred pounds of broken up concrete in a wheelbarrow over a hill on a rocky, narrow path and somehow over a set of stairs so that I can use it to build a retaining wall? As much of a heavy-lifting feminist tomboy as I am, I could really use some manflesh right about now. It kills me to admit that, but not as much as it’s about to kill me to do it by myself. Folks, I may be about to transition from scrappy country livin’ to total freaking insanity.

This song seems appropriate. See you on the other side (hopefully).