Remember our porch? The one where all the glorious decorating takes place? With the rotted wood on the edges, the plywood patch at the top of the steps? It’s GONE! I finally decided that we couldn’t take the chance that we’d unintentionally lose a trick-or-treater someday. Or that the Fed Ex guy would disappear down the rabbit hole with one of our zillions of Amazon boxes.  Not to mention that I was pretty sure I was running out of safe places to put the ladder at the edge of the porch.

Kenny to the rescue. He worked his magic, ripping out the old nasty wood and putting down some strong beautiful decking. I had a few moments of decorating insanity, but I resisted both the idea of keeping all the old boards (just in case) and of putting in a trap door (but wouldn’t it have been cool?!)