Stairs
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Yeah, so on one of the hottest days this summer, I decide to get out the power tools again and pull up the old stairs and put on the new ones.
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Let's compare them...
And don't think those old brown things didn't fight to stay in place. I think they were green treated 2 X 12s, but they really wanted to stay where they were!
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These boards were left over from the ends of the privacy panel. And when I put one on the stairs while I was cutting - to get it out of the way - it struck me that I could just keep using all this wood in other places. (Cuz I'M a tool-using primate...)
The bottom stair is going to be built out into a landing and I'll build down to the yard. In the spring, I get a lot of ice build-up there and between me and Mars rushing down the stairs to our next life's adventure, no one needs to be breaking a hip on the way...
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My Project Supervisor's keeping her nose in everybody's bidness as this is all taking place...
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...so we know what to do about that.
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Of course! You start making fun of that nosey Supervisor Mars!
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And she really doesn't seem to mind. Like a good Supervisor, she just blows it off.
2 Comments:
Gorgeous!! (I think you've earned the bourbon, hon. ;)
What great dog pics! Fabulous! I want to lick her.
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