Ah, yes. There were days when the weather did not cooperate, there were days with visible progress, there were days when no one showed up (or arrived late and left early.) Even so, it's inevitable: if you move just one inch a day, you still arrive!
The new steps went in; the old pool liner went out. Leak detection service found that three of the lines serving the pool jets were in need of replacement. More digging and swearing ensued, especially after the contractor mistakenly hooked the old line back up.
The soggy yard, under the stress of the heavy equipment, became impossible, so the muck was scraped up and piled to one side, and a new pathway of shale was created. (We do hope this old live oak survives.)
And finally gravel base was ready, forms were in place, and concrete was being poured around the pool. There was some disgruntlement on the part of the contractor, who did not care for the silver-gray concrete color we selected...so he poured a darker color that he preferred! (I still can't believe anyone would be so dense, so contrary, and so lacking in business sense that he would do something like that. The current plan is for the contractor to use a tinted sealer that will lighten the color considerably. We shall see. Right now, hen it's wet the pool deck is jet black.
In general, this bunch seems oblivious to customer satisfaction. We understood that there would be damage to the (weed-patch) lawn and the margins of the project, but they've managed to mangle areas of the yard they had no business to go. Add tossing trash into my flower beds, garden boxes, and the empty pool, backing into the ivy beds on the side of the house, and breaking limbs on the live oak that shades the pool, and you have a partial list of offenses. I am curious about how their own yards look, you know?
Here's the pool filled to the winter level; once the concrete is sealed, the cover can be put on the pool for the remaining cold months.
The yard guy is supposed to start on the landscape restoration tomorrow. At least we know this guy very well--reliable, honest, hard-working, respectful, and always interested in a happy customer. Refreshing!
This is one Mean Old Lady!
Self-portrait: 'Quilter on Fire'
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Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Friday, December 30, 2011
View from the Window
Christmas is officially over-- the decorations are back in the trunk, the left-overs are eaten, the guest room is empty. We are left to contemplate the progress--or the lack thereof--on our back yard uh, renovations. Pictures are worth a thousand words, right?
Here we have the calm before the storm--the patio and pool deck as originally inherited-- acres of concrete (some in poor condition.) Problems with the pool dictated a major undertaking: tearing out the old and making way for the new.
Enormous backhoe begins breaking up concrete; pieces are loaded onto a Bobcat and trundled out to a dump truck to be hauled away.
You will just have to imagine the noise-- backhoe, Bobcat, two jack-hammers, and a certain amount of yelling when there were disagreements about how to proceed.
The mess is epic.
And the weather turned uncooperative.... snow....
....and then rain
..........and holidays....
...and more rain!!!
| The Eve of Destruction |
Here we have the calm before the storm--the patio and pool deck as originally inherited-- acres of concrete (some in poor condition.) Problems with the pool dictated a major undertaking: tearing out the old and making way for the new.
Enormous backhoe begins breaking up concrete; pieces are loaded onto a Bobcat and trundled out to a dump truck to be hauled away.
You will just have to imagine the noise-- backhoe, Bobcat, two jack-hammers, and a certain amount of yelling when there were disagreements about how to proceed.
The mess is epic.
And the weather turned uncooperative.... snow....
....and then rain
..........and holidays....
...and more rain!!!
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