Monday, August 24, 2015

Drilling holes

August 24, 2015


I'm quite sure there's something wrong with getting excited about composite deck boards. There must be. 

And now you're saying, "that's what the heck that picture is." (It's the 12'x 8' sunroom porch sans new railing.)

I've been so very blessed in my life. I had grandparents who were a huge influence on my life. In 1980, when I was barely into my twenties, they gave me three acres of ground adjacent to their home. Now I know they had some ulterior motives - how better to keep their only granddaughter close and share in her life? But their gift has made all the difference in my world. 

It also means the wooden deck boards on my front porches went down in 1982. That's a lot of wear and tear and painting. Every other summer, I've painted the deck. In the heat. In the sun. Sweating. Sweat burning my eyes. In the freakin' heat. 

New composite decking means I'll never, ever, NEVER have to paint the deck boards EVER, NEVER, NEVER again!!!!!!!!

So when my private carpenter/electrician/mechanic/chef/plumber/husband handed me a drill and told me to get busy pre-drilling the holes so he could follow along behind me and insert the screws, I got right to work. 

I've never been so happy to work in the middle of an August afternoon with the sweat pouring into my eyes, the sun beating down on my head and my back feeling like it was going to break. And next weekend I'm going to cheerfully do it again on the deck at the other end of the house. 

Who knew drilling holes could be so rewarding?

KC

2 comments:

Murees Dupé said...

Power tools scare me. But then again, the incentive of never having to paint the deck again, would make me want to learn. Your deck looks lovely.

KC Kendricks said...

Thanks, Murees! I confess using power tools didn't come as easily as using a blender, but I'm glad I learned how to handle them. The hardest fear to overcome was learning to use a chainsaw. I live in the woods and using the saw is something I do need to be able to do. After Hurricane Isabel, we had to cut our way out the lane to the main road. I got over being afraid of the chainsaw because my dog was running low on Meaty Bones and that was never a good thing in his world. :)