Sometimes it’s nice to have the voice of reason.

I am a spur of the moment person.  I don’t plan, schedule, research, or do any of those responsible kind of things.

I had decided to paint one of my walls downstairs with chalkboard paint.  While at Home Depot buying more hardware for the chicken coop, I dragged Dave to the paint department to look at the chalkboard paint choices.

Dave:  What did you want to paint?

Me:  The downstairs wall in the hall. 

Dave:  Why?

Me:  Don’t you think it would be cool?  Mckayla and her friends would love it.  The kids could practice their penmanship on it.  It’ll be great!

Dave:  Not to burst your bubble, but our walls are heavily textured downstairs. 

And that’s why I need the voice of reason.  If it wasn’t for dave I’d have wasted $20 and who knows how many hours painting a chalkboard wall which no one would use because it would be bumpy.  I have ideas for this chalkboard wall.  It may involve a large piece of lumber, but it will come to fruition!

You would think that I would learn to run my ideas by someone, anyone really, before I dive head first into them.

I haven’t though.

I have been wanting a patio table on my deck forever.  It would be nice to take our studies outdoors on the rare occasion that the sun decides to shine.  It would also be nice to segregate the noisy kid.

Yesterday I had an epiphany.  I already own a picnic table.  It resided under the trees in my front yard.  The problem with living under the trees though is that it’s too cold in the shade to sit out there. What’s a girl to do?  Move it!

I recruited Marshall and McKayla to help me carry it around to the back of the house.  We went to lift it and it moved 2″, and I’m being slightly generous here.  The whole thing is made of 2x4s and 2x6s.  It probably weighs 1000 lbs.  We called in Mike and dragged/moved this beast across the front yard and to the back of the house.

When we got to the back we were met with obstacle number 1.  The stairs.

McKayla:  What are we going to do now?

Me:  I don’t know, maybe we can drag it up to the backyard and kind of tilt and drag it over the railing.

McKayla:  Should I channel my inner Hercules? 

We decided to carry it up the stairs. It was no small feat.  When we got to the turn we couldn’t get the darn thing around the corner.  We took off the benches.  No dice.

We attempted to take the deck railing off.  Thankfully, we couldn’t figure out how to disassemble the deck.  I’m pretty sure that Dave would not be terribly impressed with the table, if he had to reassemble the deck.We sat there brainstorming until we decided to just HeMan it over the railing.  I’m amazed that this beast didn’t crush the railing as it precariously perched on it before gravity took over and did it’s thing.  There were a few harry moments when we almost squashed mikey as Marshall, McKayla and I pushed from the bottom while he guided the top.

Already, we’ve eaten lunch out there.  It was especially gloriously because the sun decided to shine this weekend.