Today, Red and I built stairs for the parental units.
The back story: Two years ago, we rebuilt the porch stairs at my parents' previous home. It was painfully hot that spring, but with some huffing and puffing and the help of our trusty crowbar, we pulled off the old staircase and used the stringers as a template for new steps. It took two very long days to get it all back together.
This time we worked smarter, not harder. We bought pre-fab stringers, and had the 2x6's for the steps cut right at the lumber yard. My chop saw, my cordless circular saw, and my dad's Japanese pipe saw handled all the other cuts, and that poor cordless drill was working virtually non-stop.
Not counting a trip to the lumber yard to get the treads and some 1x6's for the risers, it took us about three hours to gut the old, rotten stairs and install vastly superior new ones. Much better use of our time.
But it's déjà vu all over again. (Writes 'Build stairs for parents' on her 2009 calendar)