The Way I See It, working on do it yourself projects can be fun, exciting, a learning experience, a sense of great accomplishment and pride when it has been completed. This project, the getting our driveway sealed so it doesn’t start to crack and turn to rubble project, has been in my husbands words “the bane of my existence.” and he wasn’t joking. We had been “planning” on getting this driveway done in May, but with all the rain it was put off until June. With June came a plethora of people either staying here and visiting us or we were off visiting others every weekend. One weekend in June my in-laws came up to help with the driveway and we got the first half down without a hitch and it looked and still looks great. Since then the second half of the driveway has been sitting there begging to get finished so the rain could do it no harm. Finally Sunday night after a great and relaxing evening my husband decides tomorrow is the day to finish the driveway and we were going to get up early to do it. “Yeah you can get up early but I’ll be sleeping” was my response. Sure enough 9 a.m. came and my husband was up and at’em. Finally at 10 I decided it was time I got up to help and I did. It was hot as all get out. (So hot that you may see in the pictures how the lens was all fogged up just from bringing the camera outside.)
Chris working hard and the camera lens fogging up.
Finishing up the rest of the trim around the sidewalk with a sqeegy of course.
Sealer on my feet. Good thing I do my nails myself or I'd be o so mad.
5 ½ hours and a whole lot of sweating later we were done…finally.
We shower since we were covered in sealer and dirt, amongst other things and then we sat down out on our porch to enjoy some food. Not too long after that I hear It. No it wasn’t fireworks or the dragging of a trash can down a neighbors driveway, “it” was thunder. My first step since I don’t know how this is going to affect our newly sealed driveway is to do what most folks my age do, consult my facebook friends. Me on fb-“So how screwed are we if we just finished sealing our driveway an hour ago and now its thundering” A high school friend responds with if its not dry it will wash away, making the answer to my posted question to be pretty darn screwed. Then a call from my sister in-law to my husband. Stacey-I just saw Sarah’s post, you guys need to head to a hardware store to get some tarps to cover the driveway. Chris-The closest place is 30 minutes away and that doesn’t count heading into the store to find and purchase these things. Stacey via Neil-Have any big garbage bags you could use instead. The next thing I know we are running out to the shed to get the big black trash bags and lay them on the driveway. Since we didn’t have enough to cover the areas we felt were still wet we drag out the cover to our lawn furniture and get what we can. Thanks to my husbands need to extreme coupon all those Whisk bottles sure did come in handy when used as weights to hold down the bags. We used the empty sealer buckets and some miscellaneous things like branches and such and as the rain came down we ran back onto the porch where of course I grabbed my camera and snapped away. Now this was no rain storm, this sucker turned out to be the kind of rain storm where is comes down in sheets of rain so hard and so fast that you can’t even see two inches in front of your face. O yeah good times had by all. There was nothing to do but laugh at our luck, which I did hysterically. My husband didn’t appreciate that, haha. So this morning I got up to view the damage and damage there was. The whole put some thing down to keep the rain off didn’t work it just held the water on top of the spots that were covered until I uncovered them. This left lost of dirt and nice wavy lines of sealer across the back half of the driveway. I say well lets get some more sealer and fix it, my husband says I’m calling someone to hire to do this. I give up, the driveway wins…
Our attempt to save the driveway. It's this dark at 5 at night.
The aftermath.
Big Booooooooo :-(
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