I'm confused. Is the cement slab outside your back door called the patio? Or is it the actual covering on the cement slab that is the "patio"? Or is that thing a "porch"? If so, what's a "lanai"? It's all so confusing.
Anyhow, my porch/patio/lanai has been a thorn in my side for 4 and a half years. The existing porch is 7x20 feet. It's an ok size if you have a couple people in your family, but we have 7. You can hardly fit a table and chairs out there, let alone people. And forget about extended family gatherings. We have looooooong been wanting to make the area underfoot a little bigger. I'm not so concerned with the overhead covering, though with our wicked sun I probably should be.
We ("we" really being "me" because Curtis really hasn't cared) have gone back and forth about what to do. Pavers/cement/pavers/cement, back and forth.
Finally I decided on pavers. Cue my brother to the rescue. He was out there working and slaving all day yesterday, raking up rocks and digging up the spawnofthedevilbermudagrass that has gone a little ca-razy!!! Actually, we let it go crazy, bad us! My poor bro. In addition to wayward grass, we have the hardest ground I've ever had the misfortune to own. I know everyone says that they have really hard ground, but believe me--ours is beyond your worst nightmare. Living so close to the mountain, we live on pure rocks mixed with a little dirt. Clay dirt at that. It's positively horrid.
He got half of it done and he is hopefully coming back to finish it, though I wouldn't blame him if he ran far away as fast as his legs could carry him. "Please come back, little brother!!!"
I'm super excited, because that area has long paralyzed me from being able to accomplish other projects in the yard. At least, that's my story.
Hooray for patio/porch/lanais and hooray for paver-laying-brothers!!!
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