Uh-oh. Found out this week our deck is rotten. I mean, really rotten. So rotten in fact, Ron the contractor shook his head and said, “It could collapse at any time.” Well, there goes Mike’s notion that the old deck would easily make it another year. (For the record: I always had doubts, especially when the damn thing swayed.)
Fire up the chainsaw, boys. Let’s tear that sucker out and build another.