Last night about bedtime, Sheila called me out onto our half finished deck. She just wanted to spend a few minutes sitting in the moonlight before we went to bed. It was a very quiet, sweet and pleasurable moment.
Most of our time and treasure of late has been going into upgrading the tiny, sagging, in places failing deck out our back door. Our tiny little cottage was previously owned by a fastidious professional engineer who was a single man and ordered his house without too much thought of company. The deck he built was so small you really couldn't relax on it without either blocking traffic out the back door or getting so close to the edge that you might fall off.
We have a family friend who is a great contractor. He quoted us a very fair price to do the work with the understanding he would work it in around his other obligations. So right now, we have a half finished deck, an in the process of renovation lower level paver patio that is actually a large mud-hole from the AC drainage and a backyard so full of building materials and deck and patio items that it's not really worth the trouble to try to mow. The lower level patio is being done by another guy, a local odd job handyman. We gave up on doing it ourselves after a couple of evenings where got about five blocks per evening set. While we are very anxious to just have the project over so that we can completely enjoy it, last night we had enough done to enjoy a nice moment before bedtime. And, anticipation does increase enjoyment when you finally reach your goal, which hopefully will be soon.
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