The Deck

In order to get our loan funded the bank wanted us to address a comment in our appraisal.  The appraiser had stated the deck was in need of repair. This was an understatement.  You couldn't walk on the thing without falling through rotted boards or tripping over loose uneven planks.  Luckily the dirt was about 2 inches below the deck. I realized this when I noticed weeds growing through the boards.  Our mortgage broker, and both agents thought it would be a great idea for us to go over to the property and remove the deck.  They made it sound like this was common practice, to go to someone's house and remove something.  This was all to get the appraiser to says, "ok.. the deck does not need to be fixed anymore".  Below are pictures of the wonderful Memorial Day at Solano St.  Oh, and we didn't get a picture of the rattle snake Tom found just laying in the dirt a few feet away.  May the snake RIP.  After the deck was removed, the wood was stacked in three big piles. The concrete and all the wood was over 5 tons. Tom made some new friends at the Carlsbad Waste Management transit station, oh and busted a tail light. Doh!