Weekends in May: A Study in Unpleasantness

In CategoryNavel Gazing
ByDeb

May 8, 2010

We scraped together some money and bought the kids a big play set for the backyard. They should have a fun summer climbing all over it. It has a little house with little decks and a swing set and a place for a sandbox. I hope it’s not too big of a hassle to put together. I don’t like to be lifting stuff, yo. The plan is that I will be able to just sit and read or knit and they will play without feeling the need to shove random dirt clods and bugs into my face. 

We spent part of the first weekend scraping out a section of the yard so we would have a level place to build it. I got a blister. Boo.

May 15, 2010

The play set arrives on a gigantic truck. It had a lift-gate, which is apparently muy awesome to the five year old set. One of the boxes is HUGE. Like, HUGE. As big as a coffin. But longer. And there are pallets of other stuff. What on earth have we gotten ourselves into here?

 

 After the truck leaves, Big immediately commences building cargo trucks with lift-gates out of legos. 

May 21, 2010

Jim takes Friday afternoon off and we work trying to get the primary support structure together. In the heat. Where the bugs are. Nature keeps touching me. I smash my finger with the stupid hammer. I cry, then feel like a sissy. 

After hours of working, we realize that we have made some mistakes. We are going to have to take it all apart and start over. I’m sure you can imagine what we thought about THAT, and I don’t have to bore you with all the cursing blaming details. 

We start over bright and early on Saturday and work all day (see: bugs, heat, cursing). We have lots of enthusiastic help in the form of a five year old who LOVES construction almost as much as he loves his mommy (at least that’s what he told me). He wants to get as close to the action as possible, which results in a few relatively minor injuries (“keep your FACE away from the DRILL!”). After lunch, I decide to put the kids in front of the television in an effort to preserve my sanity it’s too hot outside for the kids, and turn on the usually forbidden emergency treat – Tom and Jerry. 

We work all day on Sunday, too.

And we aren’t even halfway done. 

I might die.

May 28, 2010

OH MY GOSH WHY ISN’T THIS THING DONE YET?

All I wanted, after WEEKS of working on this monstrosity, is a Memorial Weekend of doing absolutely NOTHING. Maybe grilling some hot dogs and drinking iced tea. Definitely watching Mega Piranha and Mongolian Death Worms, which I have Tivo’d in anticipation of this very weekend. 

But no. 

The Play Set That Will Not End (alternatively – Play Set: Sisyphus Didn’t Have It That Bad) is STILL NOT DONE. 

But finally, after devoting yet another entire weekend to this project: 

 

Believe it or not, there is still one last thing to do, which is add another picnic table/bench combination on the left under that awning.

Maybe next year.