We've got STAIRS

I realized the other day, as I stepped out on the new landing to help my dad with something, that I have a natural hesitation to take the first step out our door. I laughed moments later when I realized what I did (it was a quick hesitation, only something I noticed but, funny nonetheless) Feelings of "Oh, I hope this holds me!"
Raced quickly through my mind!


My dad spent Thursday and Friday finishing the stairs up. Hoping to have it done before the sun leaves and the rain comes.

The next project is the handrail