Frustrated renovator/brattypants alert. Remember how I’ve been wanting to finish up the new decks by staining them? I can’t make it happen no matter how hard I try.
First, it was too cold. Then it was too wet…so wet we flooded, with water restrictions until June = no pressure washing. When the water restrictions were lifted, I was ready to go…and quickly before the heat kicked in. *Insert loud buzzer noise* Rained every weekend. This past weekend, I managed to squeeze it in before another storm, only to have it rain again yesterday. I’m SUPPOSED to let the decks dry for FIVE days before staining them. With this forecast (same every week, I swear) how am I supposed to finish? BTW, that 94 is a freakin’ lie. They said it would be 94 yesterday and it was 99. Optimists. Despite working with water, I was dizzy with the heat whilst washing.
With the humidity, the heat index puts us at about 108 degrees. (I know, my Texans…no pity party expected, just venting). Oh, I should also clarify that any % rain with the clouds means it’s raining. They can’t forecast well here. Seriously. I had planned to knock out staining in the wee hours of the morning all week when it was cooler, but…it keeps getting wet! This five day thing may have to be changed to 2 days b/c that seems to be all the dry days we can muster.
Now that I’ve ranted, we will spiral into a severe drought and we will beg for rain again. It will be my fault. Maybe I have to wait until the fall? It’s only going to get hotter this summer.
Before: Where the old met the new after…oh…could it be RAIN?
Now: Pressure washed where the old meets the new. Ready for stain…but when…in 2011?!
Oh, and another reason I’m grumpy is because we were STUPID not replacing the railings with the hog panel when they were building it (and already had panels here for the front.) This one was free since it had already been here, but in hindsight, it would have been very little extra money to swap out the rails then, since they were already in the throes of it. It’s a LOT of work for me to stain those rails only to tear them out, so now is the time. Of course, we’ll have to rent a truck to go get more panels. Ack! The troll, a.k.a. Mrs. Crankenstein N. Grumplestiltskin will crawl back into her cave now and crank up the noise of the vuvuzelas until she keels over.
