Saturday, we were able to trick our friend, who we'll call Doc, into helping out ALL DAY LONG. Those of you who have built a deck know how intensely valuable this is. We were primed to take full advantage of our little helper. The poor guy even came over in a sweatshirt, thinking it'd be a little chilly. Sadly for all of us and our hydration levels, this was not the case. We were hit with an 85 degree day complete with a blazing sun and sticky humidity. Lucky us!
Anyway, we got started on attaching the deck boards. I was in charge of pilot holes with the puny drill and Doc followed with the Serious Drill to actually place the drills. Meanwhile, Hubs was in charge of this:
Just kidding; we all know he's far too industrious. He was fighting the other trellis pole and getting that into place and stopping whenever we hit a post so he could notch out around it. Doc and I were too nervous to do any cutting for fear it might not meet Hubs' exacting standards.
Eventually, we finally got the trellis post into place (of course when I say we, I mean the dudes did the legwork and I photojournalized).
After that, we were able to really move - we made huge deck board progress and Hubs was able to dig out and pour the concrete footing for the stairs.
Someone was absolutely no help. He'll remain unnamed.
I didn't count how many of these are on the deck because it would have made me weep. Lots. All perfectly aligned and beautiful!
Ah! Such a pretty expanse of wood!
At the end of the day, we'd racked up the following:
Three giant bottles of Powerade - emptied
10 ABBA songs listened to because we were too focused on working to mess with my embarrassing iPod
One case of heat rash (Hubs, but he's tough; he'll be OK)
One nearly floored deck. We left one board off because we were so tired and wanted to fully enjoy the final board.
Two giant drilling-induced blisters
Three red necks
Six bags of concrete to fill a 5ft by 1ft pad
Two drill battery changes
Twelve hours of sleep preparing for Sunday
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