Sunshine saw the list of shit that must be dealt with last night and told me that he had other plans than ripping the fence out so we could replace the deck.
However, after listening to me explain how upset I was that he hadn't bothered to fix the damned deck even though I regularly fall because of it, he at least fixed the broken board.
He also got rid of the trash can filled with battery acid. I'm not going to ask to many questions about what, exactly, he did with it. It's gone. That's the important part.
He said he'd bring home some wire to fix the gap in the fence.
It may not be much, but it's progress. I'll take it.