Reloaded, Brightbills cut wide open

Last night was spent getting the pool deck back in order.  Before I started I did a full walk around to carefully inspect the work since it was now totally dry.  It looked really good.  Although Giovanni was not good at all at following through on a schedule there is no doubt the company does good work.

I am VERY glad I decided to paint the deck the accent color instead of the wall color.

Putting the deck back together myself was a challenge.  When I pulled stuff off the deck there was no issue with dragging the bigger/heavier items off the stained, faded and shitty surface.  Well I certainly could not use the same casual approach when putting stuff back.  I struggled to carry the big table back in through the narrow screen door myself without letting it touch the ground.  The smaller table was a challenge as well because I left the ceramic tile top on it.

I used the moving process as an opportunity to do some sorting and removing of things I didn’t need/want or were just trash.  The two cheap, made in China, sling chairs I bought only a few months ago got put out by the road.  They were already starting to rust and looked like shit.  Get what you pay for.

I also cleared out a bunch of old junk from the pool storage box that hasn’t seen use for years and probably never would have again.  The table by the dog door had a bunch of unneeded stuff on it as well, most of it wound up in the trash.

By the time I got everything back on the deck it was close to dark.  I barely had enough light to do a quick cleaning of the middle rail of the pool cage.  Certain sections of it were greenish. Hitting it quickly with some Simple Green and a towel cleaned them up enough that I will be able to postpone a pool cage pressure washing session for a little while.  By the time I was done I was working basically by the street light in the middle of the neighbors yard.

When I woke up this morning I looked out my bedroom window and liked what I saw.

Last night I had another random, odd dream.  I was back in the center of Gouglersville, the town I grew up right outside of.  The area around the fire house was filled with people sitting in chairs, it was way more people than Gouglersville has in population.  I have no idea what they were doing there.

My attention however turned towards the old Brightbill’s general store, the place where I bought countless packs of Topps baseball cards as a kid.  The building looked like someone took a hatchet to it, the front of it was cut at a 45 degree angle and it had no roof or second story anymore.  It was like it was turned into some sort of bastardized storage space.

Outside the remains of Brightbills were a number of people as well as someone in front of the stuff that was in the storage space who was calling out numbers.  I realized there was an auction going on.  I walked closer and looked at the items, they looked to be things the Brightbills collected over the years.

I obtained a bidder number and recall bidding on an item although I don’t remember what it was.  All I remember is I blew the first bidder out of the water, offering triple what the last bid was.  The dream ended just as the bidding ended.  I still have no idea what I won.

Speaking of sleep, I have had a weird thing going on for a week or more.  I keep waking up maybe an hour before my alarm goes off.  Sometimes I fall back asleep sometimes I don’t.  It has happened every night but a couple during this time period.  I think my sleep quality overall has been pretty poor recently.  By 8PM I am starting to fade.