Sunday, Sunday
Hello my Sunday peeps.
This was a good productive day. The second string of the deck staining project was on board.
The 18-wheeler, chicken hauler’s strong arms came into play to help stain the deck boards. We took turns to allow for coffee drinking. It worked out great and no one was placed in a spot that had it been necessary to jump off of the deck. We were done by 9:45 this morning. Take that for the heat of the day yet to come.
What remains of our project, are the areas . . . the 2 x 4s under the flat board, aka: the place for my coffee cup to sit upon. Spots clearly show up that need to have some of the slate-colored stain applied that were missed.
It never sounded like a wham, bam project. Oh so many areas that needed covering where spindles were built into the project. The one gallon pail of stain will suffice and my 1.5″ bush will also make it to the end. The size of the brush was determined by what my hands could grip comfortably.
Upon completion for the morning, Dennis decided his eyelids needed to be checked for cracks. I decided to sit upon my cherry red chair and read. That was followed by some stitching.
After the nap was over, Dennis fielded the next project. The black shutters that are on our house windows seem to have faded. I didn’t realize it until I compared the south facing windows to the north ones. The north side’s look as black as the day we put them on. The south’s side look more like a gray from the hot sun over several decades. Hmm. I sense another project. The shutters on the three south windows will need to be taken off of the house as the slats are not solid. Besides . . . neither of us are up for being on a ladder.
For now . . . the quiet of the day is now prevailing. Sweet!