Building a deck is no easy task, in fact as one would quickly find out it is quite lengthy and complex. It was already proving to be one of the hottest summers Crossville had ever seen. It was early June when I heard the news. There was to be a new installment to the estate. However this time it would not be done by the handymen who were always on the premises. “If the workers aren't building the deck who is?” I asked perplexed.
He chuckled at me and gave me a look that cut through my soul, “Why you, of course!” the Duke of Chillington replied.
My whole body sank with those words, “Where`s the shovel?” I made my way downtown walking fast to get to the local wood store. I had to make it back before the sunset or else I would have to face the local goons. They were as intimidating as Mount Everest. As I walked into the store the smell of wood was so strong the only thing I remember about the whole trip was writhing on the floor in the fetal position. Well at least it put a disgusted look on my face, it was a putrid smell. Luckily I made my trip back to the estate before the sun had set, now the true adventure began. I dug …show more content…
I demand a circular deck, not this horrid square catastrophe!” the Duke declared.
“Duke, do you know how difficult it is to build a circular deck?” I replied.
“What difference does it make to me, you're my lowly servant. Make it happen!” Gradually I heaved the massive posts out of the ground, if a circular deck is what he wanted, a circular deck he would receive. I would manufacture the greatest circular deck that estate had ever seen! As well as the only circular deck it had ever seen. I laid the the posts in a circular fashion as my body was quickly depleting. I called it a day, this was a sixty day job and tomorrow it got serious. The first week dragged on in a humid, dry environment, imagine building a deck in Death Valley. The circle was beginning to take shape by week two, my hands were already
He chuckled at me and gave me a look that cut through my soul, “Why you, of course!” the Duke of Chillington replied.
My whole body sank with those words, “Where`s the shovel?” I made my way downtown walking fast to get to the local wood store. I had to make it back before the sunset or else I would have to face the local goons. They were as intimidating as Mount Everest. As I walked into the store the smell of wood was so strong the only thing I remember about the whole trip was writhing on the floor in the fetal position. Well at least it put a disgusted look on my face, it was a putrid smell. Luckily I made my trip back to the estate before the sun had set, now the true adventure began. I dug …show more content…
I demand a circular deck, not this horrid square catastrophe!” the Duke declared.
“Duke, do you know how difficult it is to build a circular deck?” I replied.
“What difference does it make to me, you're my lowly servant. Make it happen!” Gradually I heaved the massive posts out of the ground, if a circular deck is what he wanted, a circular deck he would receive. I would manufacture the greatest circular deck that estate had ever seen! As well as the only circular deck it had ever seen. I laid the the posts in a circular fashion as my body was quickly depleting. I called it a day, this was a sixty day job and tomorrow it got serious. The first week dragged on in a humid, dry environment, imagine building a deck in Death Valley. The circle was beginning to take shape by week two, my hands were already