I spent my Saturday watching movies on the couch. Notice how I did not add a “with MrZoot” on the end of that statement. That is because he was building a deck extension, of course. My father-in-law’s birthday was Sunday, and my mother-in-law wanted MrZoot and his brother (BroA) to build an extension on the deck for the FIL’s grill. So – he went over Saturday at noon and came back around 9pm Saturday evening. Many many many hours working on this deck. Many hours.
Well – he went back over Sunday to “finish”, but there was a weather delay. I was en route to pick up LilZoot 200 miles south, so I had no idea what their progress was. When LilZoot and I finally got to the in-law’s house, this is what we saw.
First of all, I was very impressed with the framework of this deck. Don’t get me wrong. Unfortunately – this was after 10 plus hours of work. How in the HELL were they expecting to get this done by dinner time? These photos were taken around 4pm, dinner was to be around 8pm. Umm…I dont think so.
It turns out – the design suggested by the BroA’s boss, which they spent all day Saturday implementing, did NOT turn out to be what they wanted. BroA has worked building decks part time for awhile now, so he and MrZoot came up with a better plan, tore all the previous build down, and started over on Sunday. So – evidently this picture was really taken after only about two hours worth of work since they had destroyed all the work they completed on Saturday.
Or maybe it had something to do with this?
I was trying to help as much as possible because I knew that my MIL really wanted this all done before they came back from softball. I said,
“So hon, is there anything I can do to help?”
“Sure babe – we could both use another beer.”
Huh? Yeah, until that point? I didnt realize this was a project that involved alcohol consumption. My husband was using power saws and nail guns, for the first time ever, while under the influence of alcohol. I was starting to doubt the whole “we redesigned” story.
I spent the next hour or so cleaning inside and prepping for dinner. I went home and walked our dogs, I got the boys more beers when they ran out, and I said, NUMEROUS times:
“Um, don’t you think you should be wearing protective eye-wear?”
“I’d feel better if you all were wearing goggles, or something.”
“Sunglasses. What about sunglasses? Maybe you all could wear some sunglasses.”
At one point, MrZoot took off his shirt and I changed it up a bit by saying:
“Honey, I dont think working with a powersaw without a shirt is a good idea.”
“Why? Are you afraid I’m going to accidently saw off a nipple?” *scoff*
I said nothing to that, but the shirt went back on.
About an hour after the beer pictures were taken? I took this one.
Notice, MrZoot is now using the nail-gun. Without protective eyewear, but with a shirt – I’ll take what I can get. However – look at the progress! In about an hour! With at least two more beers each. I was beginning to think that maybe it was the beer and the control of the stereo (which is piped out to the deck) which allowed them to work so efficiently. Periodic pauses in work were required for certain drum solos and guitar riffs though. Just as the in-laws were pulling up, the deck was finished. And here it is, in all its glory.
My FIL was so incredibly proud of MrZ and BroA. My MIL was relieved. I was severely impressed. I knew BroA was capable of this job, he does this part-time. But MrZoot? I wasnt so sure he’d have the required skill level, with no experience under his belt. But it turns out? I can now add “power-saw wielding” to his “weight-lifting, animal-loving, computer geek” persona. There is no end to that boy’s talents.
The men of the family. One proud father and his two VERY worn out (and probably fairly drunk) sons.