We’re having a deck built off of the second story of our house, and any big project like this always sends me into a panic. Yesterday was the really big day, in which they were knocking a hole in the wall where the sliding glass door would go. Sure enough, I returned home near dusk to find an enormous hole and no door, and the dining room sealed off by one of those big tents of plastic sheeting. It was like the scene in E.T. when the feds descend on Elliott’s house — everything in silhouette. Much to my surprise, the hole was filled in with the door within an hour. It even opens and shuts, though there’s no actual deck to walk out onto yet.
Written by Christopher Null on September 26th, 2002