
There's nothing like the satisfaction of a job completed.
Mark and I are painting the porch. We are trying to combine my talent of nit picking with his talent of grunt work. Together, we will either end up with a beautifully painted porch, or we'll kill each other. Time will tell.
Mark bought the paint and emptied the room. Mark sanded the floor. Mark fixed the vacuum when it over heated. Noticing a pattern? I finally got to feeling bad and started cleaning the dust and windows. I decided that the only way to get the screens clean was to take the vacuum outside. I got one window immaculately clean and it started raining. So I'm taking a break while Mark mows the grass in the rain. My guilt runneth over.