The Man and his tool

I've said it before but I will say it again: To own a fixer-upper, you've gotta be committed! (as in dedicated...not insane asylum. Though there are days where I wonder)

Well, this weekend, we accidentally bumped into some inspiration and worked on the front of our home. I've been feeling "iffy"...migraines, sinus pressures, the whole nine yards of the head cold from hell... I wasn't too motivated to do a whole lot of anything. So we stayed home. Jet, being "homebound" and armed with my Dad's pressure washer and loads of testosterone decided to fire it up! You know, just to clean a "few things off."

Have you ever seen a man with a pressure washer? Let me just say that dirt is no longer safe. Cars, houses, decks, windows, joggers running by... If it's got dirt, it will be scoured off. The tougher the grime, the bigger the challenge, the better. Because the man is armed. With power. The loud. pressurized. motorized. water-filled hose kind of power. Stand back.

Thankfully, our hasn't-had-a-bath-in-ages-dog was tied up in the back yard.

So Jet cleaned the front porch...and then the front porch posts.... Allow me to explain something. Our house was built in 1903 (or somewhere around there). And I'm not sure that it's ever encountered a good washing. And I can't tell you when the last time the outside was painted. (Laura, do you know?) So when man-armed-with-beast-of-a-hose encounters old-house-in-need-of-a-paint-job, chips flew. Paint chips.

Jet was just starting to scrap the remaining paint chips off here. The water pressure did most it of it for him! Whoops.

Thankfully though, he painted them! And they look amazing! But no, no pictures of the finished product yet. As the second story isn't finished. And being that everything is currently white anyway, you wouldn't be able to tell the degree of difference unless you were seeing it in person. Though I'm sure our entire neighborhood got tired of driving by and watching us stand out in the road, congratulating ourselves on our mad painting skills. Yes, it looks that good.
Below is where he's cleaning off the second story. Can you see the difference!? Our plan is definitely not to repaint it white! I'm thinking something tan. Looks nice. Hides dirt.
And yes, I did work as well. Jet made the mess. I painted over it. Ahh...the lovely dynamic we have going.

So there you have it, we cleaned and painted parts of our exterior. And now...we're VERY motivated! I love weekends where things get done!! Who knew a lovely headcold could be the catalysts to such great things!? And to think, I was just going to take a Sudafed and call it a day.