Early Post
It is one in the afternoon and I am on a break that may last for the remainder of the day. I began painting a bit after eight this morning in my bedroom porch. You can be assured, I took many mini breaks.
Dennis did bring in the seven foot fiberglass ladder to use. It came in very handy. The way I could reach to paint where walls meet ceiling was to use our handy dandy fold-out metal kitchen stool. It has three wide steps. I put on my heavy garden shoes for great stability as I used the top step to reach my target. The seven foot ladder followed me around the bedroom porch so I could set my quart paint can on one of its rungs. I also put a light hand on that ladder as I reached the summit. I love it when we can figure things out for ourselves. Dennis stayed in the house until he saw I was stable. I did. I felt very secure and stable. He then went out to mow at the blue barn acre.
I need to finish cleaning up my brush. I have one drop of paint to clean off of the floor. Dang! It is the size of a dime.
I won’t be painting tomorrow as the stitcher group is getting together for lunch. A great break. The area I have left to paint is 5.5′ x 7′ on the north portion of my bedroom porch. Not a huge area but a whole bunch of bending and reaching, nonetheless.
I have been talking about painting my bedroom porch for a long time, even pre-stroke days. My moral to the story: don’t put off what can be can done sooner . . . and with more function of the body.
The humidity plus heat is on its way. Plan accordingly.