My booty is sore. Yes, sore. We spent the day in the basement working on the band room while Dadtractor and Nick spent the day on the deck on the top floor trying to figure out how to install the new deck rails. Dadtractor has built plenty of decks before, but this is the first time he’s used this brand of metal railings.
What does all this have to do with my sore booty? Well, I literally went up down 6 flights of stairs over 20 times. I stopped counting at 20. We also gave the band room a coat of paint and I did all the edges which meant going up and down the ladder a million times. Lunges? Squats? Who needs them?!
Here’s Nick and Dadtrator trying to figure out the best place for the corner post. I’m so glad I don’t have to thread the wire for this deck! I’m always amazed that Dadtrator works on our decks. The decks are really high up and Dadtractor has suffered from vertigo in the past.
I went up and down the stairs to bring the guys supplies, check on the progress and answer any questions they had. As I climbed up the stairs with Dadtractor for the final time, I wondered why we decided to build such a tall house.
Um, this is why. You can sort of see the view of the city in this picture (we have a crappy camera) but we do have a lovely view of the city. I can’t wait until Monday when this deck is COMPLETELY done and we can enjoy the sunset sitting in our new deck chairs (pictures coming later) on our new deck. Better yet, I can’t wait until July when it’s warm and I have a cold drink in my hand while enjoying this view.
p.s. Sorry for the Dadtractor booty shot. :)