Post #100!

I didn't plan to wait almost four years between posts. Plenty has been done at the cottage since the last one but a number of roadblocks to posting presented themselves. I got locked out as an administrator of my own blog and prior to that, became unable to transfer pictures onto it. I've figured out a work-around to all of its issues, at least for the time being.

So have you heard about this pandemic thing? It was on the news and everything! It struck me a little over a week ago that I had not left our residential property in almost three months as a result of it. 😵 I spent this past Saturday night in Crow Lake and it did me a world of good. 

The plan was this: We were left with some extra paint after a couple of home projects were completed and rather than have it sit in the crawl space at the house for decades, constantly thinking "we're going to have to get rid of those some day", we decided to use some of it at the cottage.

The bleak weather does it no favours, but there's our little sun room after the blinds have been removed and Bjork the Stork has been moved out of her corner.

Before I go on, a brief rant to which Christine has already been subjected.

Five blinds. (5)
Three brackets per. (15)
Three screws per bracket. (45)
Three screws missing. (42 total)
Screws of the same variety (41)

Really? You used one different screw type throughout the whole installation? Did you giggle as you did it, thinking to yourself "one day, someone's going to take these down and this will piss him/her right off!"  

It wasn't even the last one! 😒

That challenge overcome, it was time to get going. On Saturday afternoon, I threw some white down on the framing. Never mind the clutter, I was in the middle of something here. 

I went left to right, essentially following the same path as the sun and thereby ensuring that whenever it bothered to come out, I would have it in my face while trying to complete the upper portions of the frames.

Then, after a night of trying to sleep on a mattress that was colder than a well-digger's ass (shout out to grandpa), I tackled the lower portions of the wall, taking an occasional break to feed the crows...

 ...and shoo away some flies and a wasp. Shortly before Christine returned to pick me up, I achieved the following result.

There are still some final touchups I'd like to do, and I have my eye on that ceiling, but for now the room should be much brighter when it actually does get a healthy dose of summer sun and those icky water stains are gone.

Coincidentally, we happened to match this coat hanger bought years ago for that room. 

It was good to get that done. We love that little spot and it's probably the room that's gotten the least amount of attention over the years.

That ceiling though... 🤔

And now...That old, familiar fear! Hit "publish" and then see all my typos! 😬