|It's better than what it looked like before - so I'm pleased.|
I haven't dropped off the face of the earth - time just got away from me. It flies, you know...
So the husband and I were starting a project - painting the patio with this textured paint. We moved everything onto the lawn - then he bends down and his back goes out. We spent Friday at the VA. They sent him home with muscle relaxers and he's been taking it easy.
So I decide I will do the patio all by my lonesome.
I am rolling this thick gravy-like paint on the patio when they roller stick breaks. I am sweating and have paint all over me. I am not about to clean up and go out and buy a new one so I sit down and roll with what is left over. Oh, my aching back! Took me twice as long, but I did it. Then my shoulders and arms started to hurt. I missed some spots.
Yesterday I went out and bought more paint and a new heavy duty roller and stick - Used it this morning and it was so much easier. I think I am pretty much finished - with the exception of a few little spots I missed.
Now while I am doing this, my husband is sitting inside the sliding glass door, watching me. He didn't say a word but he was thinking...I had told him, to just keep his mouth shut and no criticism, that at least it is getting done.
I know he could have done a better job, but once we put all our stuff back on the patio, who's going to notice????