Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Twisted Red Luck
So what do you think?
Den is the good painter in the house. I am willing to paint but it is best to give me the jobs that no one cares about like....................................
Not a great start to our weekend. Luckily, everyone stayed on their side of the yard. But it did seem that we were cursed and the red door wasn't helping us.
When my voice is working, I sound like a man. A man with a very, very deep voice. I later asked Den if he wanted me to whisper sweet nothings in his ear and would that do it for him? He looked a bit uncomfortable and scared. The colds are just adding to everyone's misery.
Den power-washed the old playhouse so I could paint the trim. He managed to piss off a bunch of bees and get stung. While trying to get the bee off his arm, he smacked the wand of the power-washer on the ground and snapped it in two. He went in the garage to get the spare off the wall and dropped it on the light fixture that I bought for the bathroom and broke it. You can see how this is playing out.
Its a bit hard to tell but this is the conduit going to the garage. The house/cement has shifted and pulled this apart. And the wires are exposed so when it rains, we lose power to the garage. Safety first.
Den had to get under the house and pound the piping loose to get it so it would reach again. The problem with the pounding part was it snapped the wires. The poor man was at the end of his rope or would it be wire?
He works for a wire company and had not one scrap of wire in the garage to use for the project. He about had a fit in the store when he had to pay $8 for wire and some other pieces that he had at work.
I thought he was going to start jumping up and down with the way that things were going.
Of course, by the time that we got back the sun was down and he had to fix it before he could turn the power on. He used a flashlight and one of my solar powered lights to see so he could splice it together.
I some how kept managing to find things to paint all weekend. The little play house is better than before.
That lead to the side door on the garage.
Which led to the shed by the pool. All the while, it slightly misted and the mosquitoes made a meal out of me.
DJ overslept for work the next morning.
No one in this house went unscathed this weekend.
Its hard to believe that we accomplished so much with so much working against us. Perhaps I got the red door wrong, maybe it's bad luck.
Was your weekend cursed?