As if the neighbors didn't have enough to complain about.
Here's where we left off with our $437,000 deck:
What's that? You don't think it looks like a $437,000 deck? In all honesty, neither do I. Except for this next bit.
Remember the delivery?
We decided to use composite decking rather than conventional materials. Like wood. And stain. It costs way more money, and we're keeping our fingers crossed we live long enough to reap the benefits of maintenance-freedomtownfieldville.
Here's Phil's butt in case you didn't recognize it. At this point, he's added the tall border-board things. Wait a minute. Fascia board. Yeah, like that's part of everyone's everyday vocabulary.
Oh, and here's Anthony's butt. Right about now he's contemplating whether he can walk up those steps without turning one or both of his ankles into puddles of mush while simultaneously ramming one of those posts into his ear.
It could happen.
Fortunately, common sense prevailed. He began wrapping all the joists with flashing tape instead. And he's happy to do it! See?
And here's Phil, making a complete mess of my patio.
But look! He also made steps! Redemption.
Eddie was not on Foreman Duty today. Today, it was all up to Jiminy.
Jim-Jiminy, Jim-Jiminy, Jim-Jim, Jeroooo....
Yes, I know Jiminy was a cricket, and this is a grasshopper, but let's face it. Jiminy looks more like a grasshopper than a cricket anyway.
Isn't he cool? Grasshoppers have been nuts this year. Have you noticed that too?
Phil is covering up all my balance beams!
Good thing the Olympics are over or I might take that one seriously. Me and a balance beam? That would end in an ugly, horrifying mess.
I've got him right where I want him.
In case you were wondering about Eddie, he really does give a shit.
Just not about the deck.
I don't care who you are, pooping dogs are hilarious. Notice how he's turned his head away from the camera in shame?
With that, I'll leave you with the end of Number Two. (It seemed appropriate, given the previous fecal matter.)
You may be wondering why there's a gap by the slider. Mostly, I don't care that you noticed, but it's a really interesting story:
We ran out of boards.
Which means the deck just got more expensive yet. But the end is in sight.
The end of the deck, that is.
I'll leave you with the carnage on the patio. We're going to have a fam damily cookout yet this year, so we've got to finish up soon!
And there's still no grandbaby. I've decided it's all been a big hoax. Or I'm going to wake up in the shower and find out it's all been a dream.
If you missed big deck part one, you can catch up HERE.
Have a wonderful week!