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Building The Deck – Beginning To End!

November 23, 2010   //  Posted in: Backyard, Deck   //  By: Emily   //  7 responses
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Home: circa 2005, featuring the above ground pool. Once upon a time, the house I bought had a pool. An above-ground, 20′ wide, round pool. Previous owners (I’m told two-owners ahead of me) thought it would be amazing to have a deck off the house in the same size and shape as the aforementioned pool. I’m sure they also thought it would be radical to have a custom landing join the deck to the edge of the pool. The only evidence I have of this pool is a very sandy round area in my backyard, and this tiny Google Maps shot:

The pool was already gone when I moved in (thank god), but the deck, in it’s no-permit, unsafe-railing, and brick-red-stained state remained. It was located directly off the dining room, accessible via the sliding glass door. Check out the befores:

Original back porch.

Close-up of the old deck's handrail and deck surface.

Originally, I hoped to just be able to strip the deck down and restain a neutral color. I didn’t know how to build a deck, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to afford a team of construction workers to build me a new, prettier one. When that didn’t work, I abandoned my project for the winter, vowing to come up with a plan in the spring of 2010. That’s when I met the Lowe’s Deck Designer, and also when I started dating Pete (keep reading for how he got roped into this). I had this crazy vision of being able to exit both the sunroom door and the sliding glass door for deck access. I had envisioned being able to wrap a deck around the side of the house. And I hoped to be able to figure out a way to do it without any railings, because generally speaking, I don’t like the look and confining quality of railings. The great thing about the Lowe’s designer was that it let me play around and develop a design that would work. There were a few cons to the designer software, mostly related to ordering the correct amount of lumber, but I’d still recommend the product to other DIY’ers. Here’s the on-screen plan it produced for me:

The new deck, as I designed it on the Lowe's Deck Designer.

You might ask – “you’ve never built a birdhouse, how can you build a deck?” – well, maybe in a moment of while trying to woo me, Pete chirped up claiming (although he denies it to this day) “I’ve built decks before, we can do this.” So, I recruited him and abandoned all other ideas of hiring help from ServiceMagic to build my deck. It wasn’t until further into this story (right about when I had tons of wood delivered and laying in my driveway) that he made a comment about having no idea where to start and “OH BOY, what are you talking about? I never said that?”

My stance through this whole thing was that we could do anything and that I wasn’t worried because I knew it would come out great. That’s pretty much my take on everything home-related… I’m usually pretty confident in what I (try to) do.

As soon as the weather began to improve in April, I began careful demolition of the existing structure, and man, that was a good feeling. I started with the easy stuff – the bad railings practically fell down themselves, the floorboards gradually came up with the help of a crowbar and hammer. The frame literally toppled down once some of the girders were cut with the power saw (it was definitely not built with a permit), and the stairs went out by the curb. Pete wailed the 4×4 posts out of the ground using brute force. The materials that I did salvage were in good shape – the wood thankfully had no rot, and I was pretty diligent about removing and collecting all of the nails and screws that I could. Here are some photos documenting my progress:

Cody, keeping an eye on construction while the floorboards are slowly loosened.

Aerial view of the old deck, minus lots, and lots of floorboards.

Siding was going to be replaced anyways, so I took down some of the aluminum to give the guys a head start (and make way for the deck).

Pete, demolishing the landing that led to the once-pool.

Me, working through some stubborn nails with an angle grinder. Success, BTW.

A glance around the sunroom side of the house (that railing in the foreground is the existing staircase that was installed there). In the background, a mostly-disassembled deck with only girders remaining.

I literally leaned on the joists, and it toppled. The posts were not sunk into the ground.

Rocked the temporary staircase for a few weeks while the old deck came down and the new one went up. Cody was very confused.

Aerial view of the backyard from an upstairs room.

We had two plans for that lumber:

  1. Create an insane treehouse for Pete’s daughter in his parent’s backyard. (a post on THAT still to come!)
  2. Sell the balance on Craigslist. Happy to report I raised about $100 from the sale of that lumber, although I had a garage full of lumber, and had to deal with tough visuals (see photo of man below) in the process:

Buy my lumber! (The good stuff sold, the impossible went to the curb.)

Hauling 2x8's to a guy's truck. I guess it was inevitable, although I never had a problem keeping myself covered.

The deck plan itself was mapped out on a self-made blueprint. I documented all measurements I could decipher, using the drawings to help visualize the size and configuration of each section.. Here are photos of the original blueprint:

Master Blueprint

Close-up on the plan to build two levels.

Close-up of some notes. All in faint pencil because, well, we were never totally certain what would work.

Have you ever power-augured before? If no, don’t. Once the land in the backyard was cleared out, I rented a 2-man, gas-powered auger for Pete and I to use together. The holes had to be 48″ deep. I don’t even want to spend time writing about it because we both agree that it was so heavy, grueling, humid, and overall torturous, that it’s hard to re-live. So bad, in fact, that at one point, we brought in a car jack to help us get the machinery out of the earth, and I almost went to find neighbors who could help us out. We did it ourselves (and have new, never-before-seen muscles), but if I ever have to do it again, I’m paying someone, and I would recommend you do the same.

In any case, here’s what we ended up with after auguring:

The depth of the holes was approved by the city inspector, and we were permitted to proceed with next steps. A cement base beneath the frost line, followed by 4×4 posts went in over the next couple of days.  Pete’s (legit) biggest concerns involved keeping the posts perfectly squared in the earth, and making sure we included ENOUGH posts/enough girders (since the last things we wanted was a deck that would begin to sag or bounce after a year). Everything worked out well (and we found that we actually augured more holes than we needed, god help me). I was even able to reuse two posts that were near the sliding glass door, basically planning for the new landing to replace the same space that the old landing was. Once the posts were in, we were excited to see the structure of the deck really started to take form. Girders went up with relative ease (and yes, they were level, and FYI, we used 2×10 beams), and the joists (2×8’ers) fell right into place with the help of hurricane brackets. This was thrilling.

Measured. A lot.

More posts! You'd be interested to know that these were cut back to be about 2" off the soil so that we could build on top of them.

Girders, up.

Loving my new 2x10 girders. Joists going in almost-effortlessly. So proud.

Somehow we figured out how to do two levels of stairs – the first, from the doorways down to the main deck area, and then again from that main deck area to the ground. Success is attributed to lots and lots of measuring, and drawing different viewpoints on the blueprint I mentioned earlier.

Throughout the whole process to this point, we guessed at the sizes and quantities of materials, but diligently returned ALL extras (every extra box of nails, every extra hurricane, bolt, nut, and washer). There were times I would load 5 unused girders into the car and come home with 8 extra joists – it worked out very well, and we ended up with NO scraps.

The floorboards took a little bit of extra thinking – we ended up using a pattern of 11′ and 6′ 5/4×6 floorboards to get the job done. We alternated lengths interchangeably, so it looks like a perfectly natural surface (the plan originally had been to use all 16′ boards on a 16′ surface, but the deck ended up being 17′ wide… whoops… so we had to rethink that plan).

We had a little photo shoot part way into having the floorboards done, realizing that we hadn’t done a great job recording our progress:

Check out our new floorboards. Hot.

Posing with another blueprint, a pencil sketch on a piece of 2x10.

Pete. The saw was an extension of his arm.

Deck, sans steps.

Instead of using 5/4×6 boards as stairs, I upgraded to 2×6 boards. So far, no complaints – they feel stronger as a step than the floorboards did. Steps were designed to go around two of the sides of the deck (the third side, just a 18″ drop down to a cushy bed of transplanted Packasandra. The biggest issue we encountered with the stairs was the need to raise/re-grade the area leading up to the steps – I spent a long morning re-edging my gardens in order to produce enough spare soil to act as a base for the stringers.

Cody and the new stairs. Backyard has not been graded in this backyard yet in this photo - the bricks at the base indicate where the earth *should* come up to.

Once the steps were all in place, we found a local person on Craigslist who was giving away spare soil – we needed a LOT to regrade the whole backyard to match up to the base of the deck, attempting to make the step from the lowest step into the grass minimal. Consequently, we spent all of Labor Day weekend hauling at least 10 Jeep loads of soil in buckets (we calculated 1,000 lbs per trip) to my backyard, and grading and tamping it into the vacant areas of the yard. Like post-hole-digging with a power-augur, this is another thing neither of us care to re-live, even though I appreciated not having to pay for soil.

So proud of my new deck and freshly graded backyard.

Babying my peach fuzz grass. Enjoying a morning rainbow.

While the grass was growing, we also began working on the pergolas. The added structures were required because I inherently knew that I would never pass final inspection without handrails by each doorway. Instead of adding basic railings to the side of the house, I thought bigger, I thought trellis, I thought beautiful pergola (the adventures of our construction, documented here). Pergola pictures of our work-in progress are posted, but final photos are to come:

Love fresh lumber. Pergola framing is going up.

First pergola completed! (Another will go over the raised area in the back right, stay tuned.)

In the end, what a incredible learning experience and beautiful final product.

Cody the Bernese Mountain Dog

November 21, 2010   //  Posted in: Dog-Related   //  By: Emily   //  Leave a comment
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He doesn’t fetch, and he makes it impossible to maintain clean area rugs, but my 2.5-year old Bernese Mountain Dog, Cody has proven himself to be a helpful boy, assisting with nearly all of my projects. He came to live with me just before he turned one-year old — house-broken, obedient, and drooling love, and has made himself quite comfortable (even claiming one bedroom for himself). Aside from being incorporated into my main header, you’ll see him poking his nose into many of the photos on this site. Such a good buddy.

Cody and I on the beach.

My salvaged door (#1)

November 20, 2010   //  Posted in: Curb Appeal, Entryway   //  By: Emily   //  Leave a comment
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Not only did I replace the steel door between my living room and sunroom with a lovely salvaged (and greatly rehabed door), but I also had a vision for a new front entry door.

The door that was installed when I moved in was also steel – but it had an etched-glass design inset into the center (it may have even been a cross? I blocked it from my mind); nonetheless, it just wasn’t my taste at all. I really liked some doors from basic big box stores, and I had budgeted myself $1,200 for something new and handsome. Someday I hope I can install a pretty arts-and-crafts door, but the ones I most coveted didn’t really suit the American Foursquare style of my home. I was about to surrender for a solid steel door (which I would have painted to taste) when I found this gem at a new salvage shop around the corner from my house. In typical Emily fashion, I snapped a photo with my phone and asked for a tape measure.

A blah front entryway. I wish I still had photographed detail of the inset glass.

First shot of my new dream door - sought from across a crowded salvage shop!

My dream door (solid wood with leaded glass diamond detailing along the top) was a mere 3″ too short, but the appropriate width for my doorway (which, FYI, is the best thing to hope for while hunting for old doors). The owners of the shop recommended me to a local handyman who was experienced in re-framing doors. After a short meet-and-greet, I hired him and entrusted him with my new entry.

He showed up with a buddy and spent a (surprisingly!) short time uninstalling the existing door (which I sold for $50 on Craigslist to offset the cost of the new door) before prepping the doorway for the new frame. I watched on from a far at how they went about their efforts, impressed at how quickly they were able to custom-fit and seal the new door. The new one works better than the old one! I had a new door in approximately 3 hours!

  • Install. Note the space at the top of the door - that's where the reframing really happened.
  • Very exciting new teal door. I had them replace the hardware with the goods that were on the existing door, instead of having the ancient hardware cleaned and re-keyed.
  • Loving a paint transformation.
  • Eek! I love it. Can't wait to see the final product with an all-glass storm door.

The odd thing about the existing door is that some previous owner actually decided to cut into the frame in order to install the 83″ door (hence, 3″ taller than the door I wanted to buy), so it was an “easy” matter of rebuilding the existing frame. Picture this: the storm door was 80″ but the entry door was 83″. After the install, both doors measured 80″ high.

The overall costs? $175 for the door, $240 for labor, and $30 for paint (because I splurged for Behr 2-in-1 exterior and saved on tinted primer).

Very pleased with the outcome of the new entry (and the money still left in my bank account), I proceeded that very afternoon with painting the door (and the existing side door, and the door off the back of the sunroom) a crisp plum color (which selected to eventually go with my updated siding). Also, I’m happy to report that I can afford a nice, all-glass storm door for my front entry. While I wouldn’t attempt installing a main entry door, I’m told a storm/screen door is easy enough to do yourself. That’s for a future post.