Before renovations we had the ugliest junk-filled patio in the universe. Hands down. We won.
We completely admit responsibility for its demise. Yes, yes we do. But it was a rather uninspiring in the first place. Was it even a patio? There were those awkward steps down. There was that hot roof. And SO many cobwebs. And then when we had kids (i.e. no more ‘spare time’), it fell into deep neglect.
So here was my vision: An undercover space extending out on the same level from our house like an outdoor room. A space where the kids could play, where we could enjoy more fresh air, and where the garden could be more accessible. And most of all, a space to relax.
I was so dreamy about my future awesome deck… Sunny afternoons journaling on my day bed, sipping cups of tea, cherubic children playing peacefully beside me… (Ha! I can report from the other side this STILL hasn’t happened).
The fun part was translating these grand visions into actual plans. Thank goodness my builder understood me. He’d let me know if my crazy ideas were too crazy, but most of the time he was open to trying anything. If it could be done, he’d find a way to do it. So I wanted a lavish big-arsed bi-fold door spanning 4.5 metres? Sure, no problem!
The process looked something like this…
Even better than my idyllic visions! I feel like I’m at a resort in the Bahamas when I walk out on it (not that I’ve even been there… have you been there?… am I right?) Truly, it’s paradise.
(And those twelve downlights and two fans were my builder’s idea. Magic!)
Have our lives improved from building this deck? Hell yes. Already so much YES.
Now for the subject on everyone’s lips… When’s the party? This deck is just begging for one. A big housewarming BBQ is on the cards, but first we need a rest! The irony of renovations… exhaust yourself silly so that you can’t even enjoy a party at the end. Ah well, it will happen. And it will be awesome.
That’s it for the deck. More renovations tales coming up soon.