I did not.
When we returned from our trip to Jamaica, we discovered that our back steps, which previously conveniently provided us access from the back door to the ground, were crumbling. The middle stair had developed a fist-sized hole, and the rest was quickly caving in. No bueno. No seguro.
We had to bust those suckers out.
You might think I don't know how to use this thing properly. You'd be right. |
Cheaper than therapy. |
We're still trying to figure out what to do about a handrail. In the meantime, please try not to fall into the bush.
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