Hawkeye7br
Expert
My wife and I have been planning for a year to have a screened in back porch added to enjoy our retirement years. Diana is normally meek, mild-mannered, and a chronic victim of CLS (Chicken Little Syndrome).
This past 10 days, contractor has been busy making that goal a reality. Our house had a 16x20 patio, we added a gable roof and a low wall (2' high) and the rest is screens. 52 linear feet of screens, 5 feet high and 4-5 feet wide between posts. It looks like multiple big screens as we look out.
Carpenters are nearly done. A few hours to go, only a couple screen windows need to be completed. We are excited each day as we see the progress and look forward to morning coffee and a nightly cold one.
At 10:30 last night, Diana heads toward the bedroom. She peers out the back window at our new addition, then closes the blind and returns up the hall to the living room. At the edge of the room, she points her finger at me and puts me in charge of enforcing her mandate:
"Any squirrel that climbs on the new screens, GETS SHOT."
I was so startled, all I could get out was "yes, dear".
This past 10 days, contractor has been busy making that goal a reality. Our house had a 16x20 patio, we added a gable roof and a low wall (2' high) and the rest is screens. 52 linear feet of screens, 5 feet high and 4-5 feet wide between posts. It looks like multiple big screens as we look out.
Carpenters are nearly done. A few hours to go, only a couple screen windows need to be completed. We are excited each day as we see the progress and look forward to morning coffee and a nightly cold one.
At 10:30 last night, Diana heads toward the bedroom. She peers out the back window at our new addition, then closes the blind and returns up the hall to the living room. At the edge of the room, she points her finger at me and puts me in charge of enforcing her mandate:
"Any squirrel that climbs on the new screens, GETS SHOT."
I was so startled, all I could get out was "yes, dear".