Demolition Sunday
This past weekend my girlfriend decided that she'd waited long enough--it was time to begin work on her front yard and the garden glen that she'd always wanted.
The first step was going to be new walkways and that required a little planning. Below you see the string that is marking the paths-to-be. Also you can see the concrete sidewalk that soon won't be. This was on Saturday.
This next picture was the beginning of the end for the concrete sidewalk. Sunday was the big day for demolition and my girlfriend's younger son and I started the work--this first corner, which started the project, is one he broke off--and after we broke up the first two sections of sidewalk, Ren joined in. It's really amazing how therapeutic swinging a sledgehammer is!
Talk about venting aggression! *whew* The picture below is after the first two sections were smashed up and then levered out of place. This was about when Ren started working with us. It took her a few minutes to get her swing down, but once she did she was hitting the concrete with as much power as either of us guys. That could be a good thing or it could spell trouble for me!!
And here's the "after picture" of the demolition project. No more sidewalk. We didn't think we'd be able to do it in one day and to our surprise it took less than 3 hours. It was really fun swinging that sledge hammer! Of course to our unconditioned muscles it was also quite a strain. We'd hit that block 5-15 times, depending on how cooperative it was, and then we'd be breathing hard on the sidelines waiting for our heart to slow down a bit.
And here's the human price of demolition. My blister. Raw flesh. Nasty!
Well, that's how we spent our Sunday. What'd you do this past weekend?
The first step was going to be new walkways and that required a little planning. Below you see the string that is marking the paths-to-be. Also you can see the concrete sidewalk that soon won't be. This was on Saturday.
This next picture was the beginning of the end for the concrete sidewalk. Sunday was the big day for demolition and my girlfriend's younger son and I started the work--this first corner, which started the project, is one he broke off--and after we broke up the first two sections of sidewalk, Ren joined in. It's really amazing how therapeutic swinging a sledgehammer is!
Talk about venting aggression! *whew* The picture below is after the first two sections were smashed up and then levered out of place. This was about when Ren started working with us. It took her a few minutes to get her swing down, but once she did she was hitting the concrete with as much power as either of us guys. That could be a good thing or it could spell trouble for me!!
And here's the "after picture" of the demolition project. No more sidewalk. We didn't think we'd be able to do it in one day and to our surprise it took less than 3 hours. It was really fun swinging that sledge hammer! Of course to our unconditioned muscles it was also quite a strain. We'd hit that block 5-15 times, depending on how cooperative it was, and then we'd be breathing hard on the sidelines waiting for our heart to slow down a bit.
And here's the human price of demolition. My blister. Raw flesh. Nasty!
Well, that's how we spent our Sunday. What'd you do this past weekend?
Comments
Ari (Baking and Books)
I kind of wish I had a sledgehammer. If I had a sledgehammer, I'd sledgehammer in the morning. I'd sledgehammer in the evening. . . all over this land.
My weekend was quiet and nice. No big anything happening except for Sunday night and "THE SOPRANO'S"...YES!!!
best,
M.
Hello from Vanuatu! Next time you and Ren have a spare weekend, or six, you guys should come here and work in our garden!
Pleased to see you had a good weekend and you're still in one piece!
I bet the days work was satisfying though!
I can't remember what I did last weekend - oh yes - I put some flat pack bookcases together!