First thing this morning I was at Home Depot purchasing 4 bags of mortar. I know I will need more but the plan was not to keep any around to get wet and ruin. That was the plan, use the four bags this weekend. Yeah…
Fast forward a couple of hours. The first bag of mortar is mixed, a pile of bricks have been cleaned of the mud and traces of old mortar and I am ready to start. Thinks go pretty smoothly the first hour or so. I didn’t have as many bricks washed as I had needed so I did have to stop and get some more cleaned off. I had read where some people soak their bricks some to help the mortar cure more slowly so that is what I was doing. I was working on the second layer when I noticed that my fingers were starting to sting a little. I know better than to get my hands in the mortar as it is caustic. I thought I had been doing a good job of staying out of it but perhaps I was wrong. I took a short break, rinsed my hands and got back to business. I was very proud of the couple of bricks that I broke in half. It was much easier than I had thought it would be. Things were moving right along.
About this time I notice the clouds forming. No problem I thought. I had checked the weather and there was no call for rain all weekend. Starting to get the hang of things I was rolling now. The next thing I knew the sky opened and I half expected to see Noah and company any moment. I covered the brickwork with a sheet of plastic I had and then remembered the three bags of mortar still in the back of the truck. I raced to get them off the truck and covered and in the process fell off the back of the truck and rolled down the small incline by the driveway. I laughed all the way down such a sight I must have been. Only my pride was hurt and I was finally able to get the bags of mortar off the truck and covered, the lamp and shades in the truck that were to go to T’s office later and the windows rolled up just as the rain started to let up.
By the time I got back to work my fingers were really starting to hurt. I looked at them and they were looking pretty raw. Damn. I finished the rest of the first bag of mortar which got two full courses of brick down, cleaned everything up and came inside to clean up. Hopefully the pain and oozing will go away enough by tomorrow to allow me to start again, this time with some rubber gloves.
The thought crossed my mind today if I have taken on more than I can handle…Nahhh but I do have a much bigger appreciation for masons at this point in time.