Deck replacement… day 2 did not go well.

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The new composite boards were stacked and ready.

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The contractor set up a tent to beat the heat of the baking sun.

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He started work on the framing.

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And then my husband went out to talk.

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And talk, and talk, and talk.

At the $55 an hour we’re paying this guy, I could do with a little more work and a lot less talk so I hauled the husband inside and got him busy organizing some of his old magazines and newspapers.

Bad idea. Very bad.

Because as soon as he found some interesting ones?

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He took them out to show the contractor.

And then he talked, and talked, and talked.

Jesus wept…we’ll have to remortgage the house before this is through.

And if Jesus weeping wasn’t bad enough?

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The heavens decided to weep that afternoon as well.

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Torrential rain, heavy downpours and big mud puddles.

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Left us with very little progress.

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But there is a great big tool trailer parked on the lawn.

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That’s a plus, right?

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20 thoughts on “Deck replacement… day 2 did not go well.”

  1. Well, I can’t say I’m surprised, the hubs likes to interact with those whom are tool carrying men. But at $55 an hour, I’d tranquilize the hubs for two days to see how fast the contractor can get done, lol.

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  2. I know your husband means well, but has anyone ever suggested that the people he is talking to might want to focus on their work instead? I mean no disrespect at all by that question; I’m genuinely curious…because if I were the contractor, I’d be looking for the nearest exit. Finding myself in the middle of the great outdoors, I wouldn’t have much luck, either.

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