Hands Down - Worst. Project. Ever!

Ok, so our pool deck needed some love. It had worn at the edges, cracks were starting to show through and it had faded, not to mention the poop stains by the ducks who come back every year to fornicate in our pool!

So, while perusing the aisles of Home Depot, I came across a fairly new product last fall - Restore.

It is a paint-like coating that can be used on concrete or wood. You can choose from dozens of different colors and then have the store mix it for you. At my Home Depot, it takes 10 minutes to mix per every 4 gallons.

Now there is one thing you need to know before I go on with this story, my husband HATES anything and everything to do with Home Depot, Lowe's, the hardware section of Target...you get the idea. He is probably the least handy person (not just man) I know and he is ok with that. If he knows there is going to be a project that weekend, I can already feel the fight coming on. So, I armor up and wake him and say it's time for us to get to Home Depot, I don't want to be stuck painting until 10:00 at night. I hear mumbling I don't quite understand and then he yells he will get up at 9:00. That's not too far away so I go eat and pull up the Restore website to look at the colors again. Finally, he heads downstairs and helps me measure the deck, we do some very poor math, and then we are on our to the store. Every word out of his mouth is argumentative. I shut up. Now for those who know me, that is S.U.P.E.R. hard for me to do. We get there, decide on a color (I already knew the color before I got there but have mastered the skill for him to think it was his choice, hehe!) and we wait for the paint to be made. Heading home, the weather outside is perfect. A cool temperature, a slight breeze and the sun is shining. It's gonna be good!

My hubby borrowed a pressure cleaner from a friend of ours several years ago. It was used once for about 10 minutes and then my husband got sick of that project. The friend is ok with us hanging on to it but I figured time to put it to use and then we can return it. I head downstairs ready to start. We still have to pressure clean the deck and then let it dry before we can start painting. I wait, then I move all the furniture I can, and then I wait, I hook up the new hose we bought, I wait, then I try to start the pressure cleaner by myself. I can't get it. I go look for hubby who is upstairs eating a meal. More mumbled words from him and I head back downstairs to read the instructions on the paint can. At this point, the sun is now moving and is no longer hitting half the backyard so it will take much longer for the deck to dry. FINALLY, his highness shows up, we clear the deck of all the large items I couldn't move by myself (he has a meltdown while moving the last big piece and throws a part of it and it breaks, and I thought toddlers were bad!) but he does manage to get the pressure cleaner running.

He said he would do that so I run upstairs to get a bite to eat and then watch him clean, big mistake. He is just randomly moving the wand around and literally is just moving dirt from one spot to another. I no longer can take it and go downstairs to take over so we can get this project started. I think that was my mistake because he disappears and I only see him one more time in the next 7 hours!

The deck is now cleared, it has been pressure washed and I wait for it to dry. I decide to start doing some touch up on our patio furniture and the paint doesn't match up so I wait. I notice some clouds rolling in and check the weather on my phone. Still 0% chance of rain. The deck is almost dry except for the covered part that no longer is getting the sun. I brush out the puddles to thin them and then I notice it's starting to sprinkle! It's light enough that it's not leaving wet marks so I open the first can of paint and pour that heavy mother out. I do a few practice brush strokes because you have to use their special roller that looks almost like a Brillo pad. Now my hand to God, a full roller only covers about 3 feet and then you have to roll it in the paint again. You can only do that about 5-6 times before you have to pour more paint. This is going to be a long day (which I knew this morning when I woke my hubby up).

I start painting, by now the sun is completely hidden by all the cloud coverage. The wind has picked up and I hear the little pitter-patter of raindrops. Are you freakin' kidding me??? Luckily, I am painting under the covered area so I keep painting. The wind starts blowing even more.

By now, it's pouring rain and there are what some people might call gale winds. Needless to say, leaves are blowing all over the deck, the rain is blowing onto the freshly painted deck, pillows and other light items are flying around the yard and then I hear the sliding glass door above open and then my darling husband yells, "it's raining, you can't paint right now." I am thankful he didn't hear the mumbling I was saying and it is not fine to print here so I will move on. Luckily for me, it's a super quick rain and it moves on. The sun comes back out and dries up the deck and I am back to painting by the inch!

If you decide to take on this project, wear old shoes and socks
because this paint likes to splatter everywhere!

This is the first section done.
I picked off as many of the leaves as I could reach.
This only took about 2 hours and 4 gallons of paint! 

When we bought our house, part of the backyard was little white rocks
so we took them out and had concrete laid.
The girls put their hands and signatures into the wet concrete.
I gently painted over this section because this paint
can fill cracks up to 1/4" wide and I did not want to lose this. 

Also, while the concrete was drying, a bird walked on it.
Needless to say, I painted over this!

This is as far as the 2 4-gallons we bought took me. Not even half-way done!
Remember, I did admit to really bad math and now realize
I left a zero off of my multiplication! 

Now to finish off my story (and I will try to be quick), I needed more paint. While I was painting, I knew my husband had run my one daughter and her friend to a sleepover party. I knew he was back because I heard all the sliding glass doors close as the temperature dropped. I did not know, that he locked me out of the house (probably not on purpose but more by force of habit) and I had to go to the garage door to get in! More frustrated than ever, I grab my purse and head back to Home Depot. Yes, I did not change clothes and I wore my lovely paint-splattered tennis shoes! I do the math correctly this time and order 5 more 4-gallons of paint. This will take 50 minutes to mix so I head out after placing my order. I run to Leroy Selmon's to pick up my favorite salad and a few chicken wings as a treat for dinner. I run to Pier One to look at a piece of furniture I had seen in a catalog.

I think this would look great in my entryway with a large mirror but it's
on sale for $350 and I think that is expensive for this quality of furniture.
Still to be decided . . . 

I do apologize for my appearance the minute I walk in and pray I don't see anyone I know. My girls would be having a fit it they knew I was out in public like this! I head back to Home Depot and still have another 20 minutes to burn so I go to patio and sit on the most comfortable chair they have. I pull out my phone and play on Pinterest (big mistake since I am getting more tired by the minute). Out of the corner of my eye, I see a casual acquaintance of mine and I slink down in my chair a little more to try to hide, she doesn't see me, or at least avoids me so I feel ok. I hear the mixer shut off and head back to paint. I get some good looking loader to put the paint in my car (not a euphemism for anything) and head home with my car smelling awesome thanks to those Selmon wings.  

The sun is setting so I make a deal with myself to paint on one more 4 gallons and then call it a night. I do that and when I head upstairs, it is dark and cold outside and I am exhausted. I have blisters and am super sore.  I shower (boy, does that feel awesome!), grab a bottle (no judgement, please) of wine, my salad and wings and light a fire. I watch Woody Allen's To Rome With Love (scenery is fantastic, story lines are fun) and just chillax from one helluva day. Sunday morning I get up - by myself - and head outside to finish the deck.

Not too bad, a major improvement of the previous deck.

The deck looks much better. I had to walk around and physically remove hundreds of leaves stuck in the paint from the mini-hurricane but it still looks good. The bitch about the whole thing is that I still have to do a second coat!!! I think I have enough paint, 2.5 4-gallon cans, and I was told that the second coat goes on much smoother and quicker. I will be painting that on Thursday so say a little prayer for me (and one for my hubby because I might be talking to him by then and who knows what I am going to say!) and I will show you the finished results, but that is for another post!