So it has been I don't know like three weeks since I was here and posted anything about my tank. Everything has been on hold while I waited for the snow to melt enough to get some soil from my local Hardware Shop.
Yesterday I was delivered from the hell of my impatience and anticipation.
Got the call that they managed to get out to their yard and pull two 50 litre (13.2gal) bags of black earth for me. The girl who called me must have thought I was completely insane as I was over the moon excited. Sure she has never been thanked so much over two bags of dirt.
My hubby vocally confirmed my insanity as I rushed to get ready to go pick it up.
Just an FYI I don't drive. Every where I go, I go by public transit or on my bicycle.
I scooted to the store as fast as the bus would take me, which is really like 5 minutes, and grabbed a few other items I have been waiting for this moment to get and went to service to collect my prize.
Now, originally I said I only needed one bag of soil.
One is going to be enough
Then a seed of doubt was planted by my ever rational husband.
Are you sure one bag will be enough?
Oh yeah yeah I say, More than enough.
He persisted using words like "what if" and "run out" and "have to wait".
When the store called I was like "How hard would it be to grab one more bag?" and silently cursed my husband for his victory.
The girl said no problem and that was that.
When I got the two bags of dirt I was like Okay not so heavy.
Yeah ONE is not so heavy two on the other hand...
I brought along my 90gal duffle to haul this home; loaded it in and then tried to lift it
HA HA HA HAH!!
Who the heck do I think I am?? Arnold Schwartzenegger?
I can't carry, let alone lift this to the bus and then home!
So I did the one thing that really drives me crazy about other people.
I loaded the duffle onto the lower rack of the cart (cause that's how high I could lift it) and pushed that cart to the bus stop. (shame)
I managed to get the bag on the bus with a lot of funny looks and a cheeky comment from the driver.
When I got to my stop I rolled it out the door and LITERALLY dragged the bag across the street and then up two smallish hills to my apartment building.
All I can say is Thank Gawd for elevators and living right next to it. By the time I locked my door all I wanted to do was lie down and die.
I did the calculation: 1litre of water is = to 2.2lbs.
The soil was definitely damp and partially frozen so I calculated
50litre of damp/frozen soil = to 1.1lbs
So essentially I was trying to carry 110lbs of dirt in a duffle bag by myself.
Pretty sure I am actually insane
When my hubby got home he was like "WOW, that's really heavy! Why did you get two bags?"
and I imagined that I could blow up his head by just staring at him. Like in scanners.
BUT, I digress
Today I sifted and loaded ONE bag of soil into my tank and it looks like that is going to be enough for a 2" substrate. I will be capping with sand as well.
I am sure I will find a use for the "other" bag. Perhaps to fill in a large rectangular person sized hole...
I have also started to place my rocks, slabs of granite. Granite is really very heavy and dense and hard to break.
I am going to have some great upper body strength once I am finished.
(Or someone will have to roll ME into that hole I mentioned earlier.)
Here are some pics of the mess I have made so far along with a nifty little "irrigation" system that I grabbed at the dollar store for $3.50. Should come in handy as I am going to try out a dry start.
Let me know what y'all think! Once I have everything a bit further along I will update.
Thanks for checking in!