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.