Wednesday, September 2, 2009

OhMuhGosh. A source of angst.


We were pumped.  Boone pressure washed, we waited days until the wood was thoroughly dry (very trying in 90% humidity), and prepped for stain, we got our brushes and rollers and pans and drop cloths and taped everything off and... and... well, I didn't even have the heart to photograph the horror before we stripped and power washed the atrocity from sight.  I was too ashamed.

The Project:




The Inspiration:






The Nightmare:





So who knew that a color called, "Teak" in the can comes out "Burgundy Redwood Deck from the 80's" on the porch?  We even did TWO test patches on the back deck (less noticeable - thought we were so smart), not knowing some crazy chemistry would occur between the equation of sun exposure, weathering of the lumber, lighting during the viewing time of day, and who knows what else.  So, we've stripped - a NIGHTMARE of covering EVERY surface with plastic taped down during a VERY windy time of year (oh, yeah, try it some time. oodles of fun.) - and are preparing to clean, then sand with a large grit sandpaper, and then we'll go from there... 

I wish I'd had audio of our taping the plastic up during what we thought was a light breeze.  It was almost grounds for divorce. I think our three year-old was cursing. It was maddening and involved a tall ladder and yucky bugs and a grumpy husband.  

Choose your stain wisely, young grasshopper...

Thank bejeezus we stopped at the top landing.  Whew.

We'll be sure and post our pain, I mean our stain, as it occurs.  Please.  Enjoy.

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