Gosh, it's been awhile since I've posted. I wish I could say that's because I've been so busy working on the house that I haven't had time to post, but the truth is that the heat has really slowed us down. In summers past, I can remember having a Heat Advisory now and again but this is the first summer I can remember in which the National Weather Service has issued a Heat Advisory for several days at a time. We might get a day or two in there of reasonable weather, and then it's back to blazing hot again. (Note to the WeatherBug app on my phone: I could do without the cactus-next-to-the-sun logo you've been using. I get that it's very hot. That just makes it seem worse.) We're averaging about 3 hours of work on the house on our days off.
So here's where we are now:
All that's left to do on this side of the house is this:
The kitchen section, the last of the three bays on the dining room window, and the terrifying part of the house above the dining room bay. I say terrifying because
one of us Charlie will have to stand on that little tiny patch of roof in order to scrape paint. Oh, and pry off those pieces of curved trim like the ones I showed you last time.
Listen to me, saying "all that's left to do" like it's just a little bit and then we'll be done. (Insert hysterical laughter here.) It's taken us two months to get this far. Don't tell Charlie I said that. He has a much better attitude about this project than I do. I am famous for taking on a huge project, declaring a deadline that's unrealistic, and then feeling defeated when I don't make that deadline. Charlie has no deadline. "It takes as long as it takes," he says. That makes allowances for bad weather, unpredictable real-job schedules, lack of motivation, and the occasional day off for fun. That's a million times better than my way of looking at it, which is something like, "OhmyGodthisistheendofJulyandwe'reonlythisfar", said while chewing on what's left of my nails and checking the long-range weather forecast. That said...it takes some conscious effort for me to let go of my old way of thinking and just, as he says, "chill out about the house". So, secretly, I will say that by winter I'd like to be completely finished with the west side of the house and the back of the "new" part, which is about a third of the back wall. That's dependent on several things--like weather, good health, and Charlie not going to jail--none of which I have any control over at all. That last thing is particularly worrisome. His case has been transferred to another division and a different judge (I don't know why) and he'll go to court again at the end of this month for what I expect will be another continuance. If he does go to jail, expect the slow progress to get even slower, because we figured out Saturday that he can scrape 4 or 5 clapboards in the time it takes me to do just one. Also, expect a dramatic post from me detailing my bravery in climbing up on the bay roof--or a post written from the ER after I fall off.
So that's where we are now. I'll keep you posted on where we're going.