That’s me amid the flying sparks, grinding down rusty bolts on the pool deck. Dr. G did most of it, but it looked like fun and I wanted to get in on the action. We were on a tight deadline– a dispute with the decking contractor resulted in my saying, “Fine, we’ll just do it ourselves!” on the phone at 3 pm. But we had to get it finished before they showed up to re-deck at seven am the next day. Throw in work schedules and extra trips to Home Depot to get the right tool, and voila, you end up working in the dark with a bedside lamp on an extension cord. By the end we were working in relays to get it done before it got past the “don’t disturb the neighbors” hour.

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