First we measured and headed to Lowes to buy some pretty redwood planks.
Then the Lowes saw broke so we couldn't purchase anything... (we're still sedan people, so it's not like we could even take these home). So fast forward another week and we finally had the wood, broken down in manageable pieces at the house.
Scott spent Saturday morning building the box while I worked out (can't miss a day, and let's be honest I am not much help when it comes to using a drill).
And voila!
You thought this story was over didn't you? If only. Next came the worst part of the process--ripping up the grass. This was emotionally traumatic for us because grass is a very precious thing after you've lived in a weed rainforest for several years, but we wiped our tears and dug it up anyway so we had a clean slate under the box.
Then we filled it up with a sixty-five thousand dollars worth of dirt! (Slight exaggeration perhaps.)
Please note that despite photo documentation, I did actually help with this. Surprisingly all the photos of me make me appear dirty, so I didn't want to post them. Go figure.

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