Before he quit for the day, he lifted a good portion of the decking onto the frame. He walks on those boards like they are flat ground…the darker ones are the old ones and he put the lighter ones between them for more stability…watching him makes me a nervous wreck.
The cats take turns keeping an eye on him also. It’s not a job for the weak hearted!
Following deck construction, we went to dinner in Des Moines, had pedi’s…he just wanted someone to massage his feet, and went to see Hope Soars. It’s a good movie…the audience was middle aged…I love Meryl Streep… You don’t want to take your children – 10 years old or 30 years old if sex talks makes you squeemish.
He’s out working on the deck again.. The critters and I are holding our vigil..every now and then one of them meows and he cusses. Life is good.
Until next time…