This past week, Jet and I have been kicking it to it as far as the exterior of our house is concerned.
Honestly, I'm not sure what finally motivated us to fit one more thing in to our already busy schedule, but one evening we found ourselves on the back deck with paint cans and brushes in hand...
Oh, and not to forget the glorious beast of a machine that we loving refer to a The Pressure Washer. Though I have to say, I suddenly feel the urge to christen the sucker...with a real name. Rufus, maybe?
Now, I've talked about a man and his pressure washer before. It's an entertaining relationship, to be sure. But let me tell you, there's nothing like a woman and her pressure washer.
It's pure bliss. A moment of beautiful multi-tasking talent all wrapped up in power, speed and lightning fast destruction. Love it.
For what used to take people hours and hours to accomplish now only takes minutes. See? Proof positive:
Bare, exposed wood...not from the toil of my hand and a scraper, but rather from the ease of a button and a hose.
You really should try one! There's nothing quite like holding that sort of raw water-pressure-power in your hand.
*This is me trying to refrain from (again) professing my undying love for such unleashed power*
I so wish I had a picture of me armed with said beasty. But *reality check* this is MY life we're talking about and pictures of me don't usually exist. But just imagine Pregnant Woman armed with both determination to get 'er done AND a machine that willingly obliges.
Ah. :)
And so we've pressured washed. waited patiently for it to dry. and then proceeded with making our home exterior a beautiful thing to behold.
Yes, that's my man up on the roof. It's payback for this. (though I have to say, I'm a bit more gracious). *love you, babe*
When we first moved into this house four years ago, it was a WRECK. With a capital P.U.
It stank like cat pee. had cat poop in various places (yeah, such sweet little accommodating kitties lived here before us). and possessed enough hair balls... clinging to random places throughout the house... to make a dozen bald cats warm again. And those were just the- immediate-assaults-to-your-senses problem areas.
It was a disaster.
While the house held SOOO much potential, the obvious work it would take to even begin to slightly uncover its beauty was a bit overwhelming to me. being that we had just owned and lived in two other fixer uppers within the span of a few years.
I was tired, having had just moved across country to buy a house I was yet to see outside of email pictures (we were moving back to the county I grew up in).
But the deep exhaustion set in when we first saw the house before the closing date, where we were greeted with an overwhelming stench of cat urine. as well as movers who were suddenly refusing to move out.
We weren't aware Squatters were a part of the fixer-upper package deal. Oh Glory.
But four years later, I can honestly say I love my house. am soooo glad we bought it (though it took a lawyer to get the previous owners out). and am soooo relieved to know that in a matter of a few weeks it will no longer qualify under the "fixer upper status".
Can I just pause and have a moment of silence?
Jet's took off this past Friday and upcoming Monday so we can focus on exterior painting. I'm thinking that he won't know what to when he actually uses his vacation days for things OTHER than house projects and baby deliveries.
Bunny Trail: I'm SO ready for that phase of life to begin. The season where we actually come away from vacation time feeling relaxed. I shudder to imagine the crazy things we may do with bona fide FREE time off.
But for now, we happily scrap power wash and paint. checking massive projects off our list.
And a small FYI for those of you that are related to this preggie mommy:While I am painting, these are the sections that I've been given charge over:
The kind that require my feet to either stay firmly planted on the ground. or only a few feet up on a step ladder. Honestly, it'd be sheer torture for me to just stand by and idly watch. I love getting stuff done!
And I can, that is, as long as my girlies are content to either sleep. or play nicely.
Notice Lani is missing from this picture. She was playing nicely... by sleeping.
Hopefully the Finished Product Pictures will be up and running soon. AHHH!!!!
