Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave woman.
Today, the gravel for the foundation came, and it was only after we shovelled it into ten 10"-high pads that we realised we had too much, so we had to rig up a gangplank runway for two wheelbarrows and shovel in load after load of the gravel into the barrows to cart it away.
Anyhow, the upshot is: I am going to be absolutely crippled tomorrow after hours and hours of shovelling crushed stone. My butt already hurts, and my shoulders, too.
Tomorrow we have to cut and connect all the rebar. Rebar is vile shit that I hope to use very little of in my future design projects. It has high embodied energy and is a total pain in the ass to work with. Curse thee, rebarre.