I am not a handy person. I’m more of an idea man.
But after four years, it was time.
Time to claim my yard and create my own personal Blue Heaven.
I have always loved sitting out back, usually on the top step of the porch.
But. I rarely went down the steps into the yard.
It’s uneven, ugly—grass won’t grow in parts, and the patio area was too small for much of anything beyond a chair.
So I planned. I planned a budget, and a strategy.
I raked and dug and broke the earth with my bare hands. I broke rocks until my arms were sore, my back ached and my hands bled.
I shoveled and leveled and laid each piece of the patio down, one tile at a time.
I built, I assembled.
And then, I finished.
Sure, there are tweaks to be made, plants to be planted, a grill to assemble still, but by and large, it’s finished.
And as I sit out here, in my own private bar patio, coffee house, living room and office—My Blue Heaven—writing this rather bland post about Doing It Myself, I feel proud of what I made.
I am content with where I am—A satisfied man.