A little over a month ago, with virtually NO experience whatsoever, I started the solo process of stripping and re-staining the deck of the Cul De Sac Shack and quickly gave up.
Improvements & Moods
As I type this dross in the darkness of a rainy Saturday morning, I look back at a week filled with ups and downs.
Nearing The End and The Start
June is done. Thank the dogs above!
Proclamations & Adipose Tissue
As mentioned here a few times this year, The 2024 Lumber Through Hell Tour has hit a bit of a rough patch due to my old ass nursing multiple toe, foot, and knee issues, along with trying to refinish our deck before the summer of 2029.
The Upsell
Since I started the Hell’s Deck Project, I’ve been spending more and more time on the front porch of the Cul De Sac Shack. Mostly to keep Jake (The Dog) and Lola from wanting to be on the deck, which is currently a war zone of chemical stripper residue, dust, and odd smells, not to mention the deck gets the afternoon sun, which has been blazing hot recently. In other words, “too hot for bulldogs!”
This Week in Decking
It’s been ten days since I last strapped hiking sneakers on my feetz, and it might be another four or so more until I do so again.
50 Grit Rests & Declines
After the near fruitless photo creep I did last Saturday morning, and the rabid, angry-toothed dog meets insane random stranger in a parking lot incident, I took Sunday off to do whatever it is I do when not lumbering or taking photos. I think adult beverages and pre-Euro ’24 International friendlies were involved.
Of Dogs and Dinguses
I ended this week with no real way to make my 30-mile goal and nursing a few aches and pains. So, I opted for a short photo creep around Meridian Park rather than a lumber. In hindsight, I should have just hiked; the pain would have been more fun.
Bunnies In The Hole
After my first 30-mile week in over a month, I was eager to keep that going this week. Sadly, for a variety of reasons (none of them good), I can’t imagine that I’ll get more than 20-25 this weekâmy bad.
One bright note was the bunnies in the hole (not code for a bizarre sexual parlor game).
Staying In My Lane
After taking Sunday off to rest and goof off, I was eager to get back into the woods for some lumbering this week. Sadly, it would be delayed due to an early morning appointment with my eye doctor that took way longer than expected. With that, my return to the woods would have to wait until Tuesday while I took care of some much-needed chores around the Cul De Sac Shack. That was my first mistake.