The Mendacity of Hope

I’d HOPED to be writing about something other than teak by now.

That ain’t happening. Because Teak is now my life.

So we’re back from vacation and tomorrow the kids go back to school and I restart the Teak Immersion Process, whereby I bury as many daylight hours as I can working on the teak project from hell. I don’t see another way to get this done in time for the season unless I eat, drink, breath and dream about nothing but teak for the next two months.

It kind of makes me wish I had something else to do…something gripping and fascinating like a head project. Seriously, if you think this blog is getting tedious I’d be happy to lend you a pick and a magnifying glass for a few hours. You will then have a much firmer grasp on tedious and repetitive.

I actually DO have other things to do (if you recall THE NEVER ENDING LIST from a few weeks back) which I sort of need to get done at some point. Unfortunately, Jeff & I started some parts of the deck we thought we’d have time to finish, but now I am short handed. So now I can just dream about installing a salt water wash down pump or finishing my propane system or cleaning all the greasy crap out from under the engine.

I am actually looking forward to some of those things, because they do not involve teak. That’s kind of sick.

I’ve got plans…some darn good ones. I hope I get to write about them some day.