Bricks Didn’t Work

The winds at 28 mph with gusts much higher . . . bricks in the pants didn’t help.  We didn’t venture east of our patio porch as it wasn’t safe.  There are several large branches in the far east portion of the acre and when the wind dies down, we will take care of them.

Today I spent some time giving areas that were head high on the garage a second coat of paint.  There were several areas that had nothing left on the surface of the wood after the chipped paint was removed.  I can tell you that there were no bugs.  It is evident that areas of the garage siding higher than my head did not have the wear and tear of chipping.  We don’t want to repeat the “garage project” in just several years.  Our plan . . . fill in the areas to the max.  If the paint, as the wood is covered, doesn’t run . . . it’s a good thing.  My 1.5 inch paint brush is holding up well as are my hands and arms.  For me to hold a larger brush . . . no!  Though Dennis is not a painter, he is the major elf when it comes to taking care of whatever needs to be moved or relocated as I putz along.  It is a team effort.

Supper this evening is going to be soup and sandwich.  

I would enjoy another day in mild temps as we had today.  It’s not hard to stay busy outside when we have a reprieve of the 90 plus temps and high humidity.  And . . . besides . . . it’s hump day today.  We are on the down slide of the week.  We need to be content to take each day for what it may present to us.  Nothing that happens today will never ever be replayed in the exact real time.  I for one wouldn’t want to miss out on a “once in a life time event.”