When I was little (or so I like to think), I used to wonder why anyone would wash their driveway. What was the point? It was going to get dirty again anyway. I told myself I’d never be one of those people.
So when I decided to wash the upper level of the deck boards, I felt a pang of shame. Here I was, about to do the thing I thought people were weird for doing. Who was the weirdo now?
I learned that the green was mostly algae and mildew. It makes sense since the deck gets mostly shade during the day.
But before I began, I had to do one important thing. I had to say goodbye to the bathmat.
I stopped feeling silly for washing my deck when I saw the brown sludge on the scrub brush. I felt as if I was getting somewhere! I told myself that the deck was going to look brand new with just a little more effort.
I went inside and waited for the deck to dry. When I came back out, the feeling of accomplishment faded. The deck was nowhere near new. It wasn’t even that much better than before. I could see that only some of the green was gone.
I poured all my frustration into scrubbing the siding.
Here’s how the final result looked:
Well, backyard. I think we are tied for now.
Update: When I came back out the next day, the deck was noticeably better. Perhaps it needed some time to settle.