I know this will come as a complete surprise and I hope most of you don’t lose faith in me and my friends as building contractors. But yeah. The truth is none of us had a freaking clue. It’s a mystery to me how so much of it worked out so well.
Here’s something that didn’t work out well at all, and it’s been bugging the crap out of me.
The idea was to bury the powershed under the same sand that covered the Dome. But the powershed’s roof is just plywood – in fact at one point it needed emergency repair when the loader moving the sand tried to fall through it – and so Ian bought a bunch of pool liner to waterproof the plywood.
Trouble is…
The sand didn’t cooperate. In hindsight everything would have worked fine if we’d simply put a lip around the edge of the roof that sticks out. Hindsight is such a wonderful thing, always bringing glorious clarity far too late.
Anyway. That pool liner has been flapping in the wind and drying in the sun ever since. And I’ve been meaning to get around to doing something about it, no matter how ugly, for quite a while. Since the immediate forecast calls for a week of rain starting tomorrow, today seemed like a pretty good time to finally get around to it.
Patch the liner and secure it to the wood. I’ve done this before and the wind just tore it loose. Then…
Take some spare flashing that’s been laying around and screw that sucker down.
Ugly? You bet. But I bet the wind can’t tear the liner loose anymore. And all I care about is keeping the rain off the wood. Ugly, at this point, is non-negotiable.
I is a little slow. The original purpose of covering the shed with sand was what? Aesthetic?
Aesthetic, I suppose, and also temperature control. The building stores bulky supplies that don’t like extremes of hot and cold, and we have to deal with both.
Ah. Thank you.