In my last post I talked about he adventure of moving hay bales. A weekend that could have spent packing sand for a patio project turned into helping a neighbor instead. This weekend I was pretty confident I would get to packing sand but again it evaded me. The weather was fairly nasty Friday night and Saturday it was gray, overcast and humid. I’m the hope that things would clear off after lunch I headed to my mother-in-law’s after my workout to say hi and check on the status of her project. My husband’s aunts and uncle came down to help replace her patio door.
Well, her project went sideways and I got sidetracked. While she was aware that water was getting in places that it shouldn’t there was much more damage than initially realized. We ended up pulling up a bunch of the floor and re-insulating and replacing boards. The good news is it was discovered. The bad news is we didn’t get to start actually installing the new door until about 7pm. Nothing ever goes as planned, that’s a fact of life. The installation didn’t go well and we ended up securing it for the night and going to bed.
Sunday we went at it again and discovered that whomever added on the addition to the home she’d bought didn’t do a fabulous job. The porch had settled and the wall now ran down hill that we were attempting to put the door in. The original door didn’t come out well. We knew things were off kilter a bit but it was really off – about 3/4″ gap on one end. I called in a family favor and we got a second opinion. The decision was made to secure it but not permanently to allow us to circle back next weekend and jack up and reinforce the corner that is sagging to prevent further, long-term issues. Not only did I not get to pack sand for my project we may have just discovered that we need another weekend to finish getting her’s right. Geez.