It’s the Prep
We have an agenda for when the weather will actually stay over 50 degrees for several days at a time. Exterior paint was put on the agenda last fall for this spring. The garages and the patio porch are in need of some new faces. Now that’s not all bad. 99% of it can be done standing flat footed on the ground. I know the last time the gable of the car garage, I tackled on the ladder. I won’t be doing that this year. We have a grandson to tap for that this year.
Dennis was doing prep work today. The dollar store sells a gallon of soap of some weird brand quite reasonably. We have saved a Windex window washing container for several years. The soap goes in . . . it is attached to the water hose and it has the ability to spray out water mixed with soap or turn a small knob and it is plain water for rinsing. It is amazing how much of the old paint was chipping off by the spray of water and soap. It will make less scrapping when the time is right. I know before long the entire house will have a “Dennis Wash Job.”
As I have mentioned prior, my ole cowboy has been moving right along. His energy level I think is wonderful. To date: there are no branches that need to be picked up from the winter, the mowers are ready to role and now the first layers of grit and grime are being washed off of the garages. I did start him on a supplement and he has been on that for a month as of now. Whether the supplement is working or if he believes it is working, I will take it.
By the way . . . the hotdish from last night was tasty. The quartered brussel sprouts made a windrow on one side of Dennis’ plate. I let it pass. The rest of the ingredients were enjoyed. Yes . . . we will be having leftovers this evening. I might just pick out the sprouts before they hit his plate and save him that task.
I may not win each excursion, but . . . I plan on winning the war. Being in charge of our care is a challenge that is worth my energy, time and scheming.