PAINTING PARTY

Deck painting, a never ending task and now necessary at two houses. The inevitable debate on what color as we try something different each time in hopes of finding one that doesn't set your bare feet on fire on a sunny day. Having a southern exposure and no shade does come with some risks, but wearing boots is not the answer. The white/gray combo we tried one year actually glowed in the dark. Very eerie. 

As far as the lake house deck goes, easy color choice - leftover paint from the new dock install last summer. I have dubbed the color either "peanut butter" or "baby poop"- both are appropriate though I believe the official name is cedar (update, it's actually smoky topaz). Yeah well.  

                                                       

Following the theme of "if it ain't broke don't go to any more expense" I decided to use up some other paint we had to spruce up the side deck we never use to give the neighbor a consistent view apparently. The color matches the shutters and the gate. Now I just have to eke it out to avoid buying more that I probably will not use.  Those who know me probably know what color it is.

     

As it is a cool and windy day it's fantastic weather for outdoor work. First power wash. Then sweep and sweep and sweep as the fluffies, maple helicopters and various green stuff keeps pouring down because its a cool and windy day. In frustration as the wind was making the paint dry in record time I just started painting in the fluffies, helicoptors and green stuff.  I do believe I encased a spider, complete with prey in a sac, in thick paint. Hey you pay extra for texturing or that will be my story. I do believe I have a new hair color due to having to stand upside down to reach all the undersides of the railings. Totally in fashion I wager.

As this particular deck has not seen "the light of paint" in I don't know how many years, it soaked up the paint with a definite slurping noise (ala Homer Simpson) as the first coat went on. Or maybe that was the sound of the kids splashing in the canal next door. Whatever. 

I impressed myself with my limber moves of bending, stooping, twisting, crawling and jumping up from a sitting position to hit all the spots to be painted. However after relaxing at the end of the day, my body chirped its displeasure at my acrobatics and stiffened right up. Well since the BIG deck is due to be painted tomorrow, we shall see how it goes.  If.... I can get out of bed.