Painting the House

 I need to work on this really fast. I have something running in the backround of the computer that is eating up all my available allotment from Hughes net. Some days I don't even get on the internet and all 250 MB is used up. A friend came down and looked at it and thought that it was Windows 10 constantly updating. I don't know. Anyway, I have to hope for the best. this will either get done now or at a later date. Kind of like painting the house. I started painting last October when Jan was down visiting her mom. I got about half of one wall done, but that particular side is uphill and there is a large number of salmon berry bushes growing on the hill, making it extra difficult to work there. Of course I need to set up a ladder, which I don't like anyway, so I'm kind of hoping that a young man that I've hired to do the dirty work will figure it out.  I did manage to get the front and most of the back of the house painted this year, and as you can see, about three quarters of the other side done. I reached as high up as I was comfortable going on the ladder. As I've gotten older, I find that I really don't like heights too much. When I was young it wasn't an issue at all. I used to jump off of garage roofs and climb high trees just for the fun of it. Now I don't even like to climb much higher than the porch. We did get the one side done, although it doesn't show in the picture. I hired a young man who is fearless. That's one of the advantages of youth. You don't have enough experience under your belt to be scared yet. One of the disadvantages is that young people seem to be in a hurry, which when it comes to painting translates into sloppy. While he did cover the whole upper part of the house, he also covered the window and roof, the grass, the back porch, the steps and the concrete sidewalk. I'll probably have to climb the ladder and paint the window, which was something I was trying to avoid. If my friend Bob Pinard was here, he'd probably climb the ladder and paint for me, but I don't think that would be a very good idea either. He's older than me and has always had hearing problems which makes him unstable on ladders. He's fallen off of ladders or roofs at least three times that I know of. Probably more than that.He's a tough old bird though. To the best of my knowledge he's never suffered too much damage to his body. I've watched him walk down the street, and even on fairly flat ground he seems unstable on his feet, but he always gets where he's going without too much trouble. A ladder is a horse of a different color though. Speaking of colors, I'm not sure I'm 100% sold on the color of the house. It's a little darker than I was expecting it to be. Or maybe brighter, I don't know. I honestly think though that when I painted the house last time, like ten years ago, it was a similar color and down through the years it just faded. One thing is for sure though, I won't be painting it again. When you get to a certain age, there are some things that you just say, well, I won't be doing that again. Hopefully it only refers to things like painting the house or going  to work at the job that you had for the last twenty five years. Getting old does have some advantages. You can only be expected to do certain things up to a point in your life. No one is going to ask me to help them load hundred pound bags of cement into their pickup trucks, or climb around under their house looking for a leaky fuel line. Of course no young ladies are going to be giving me the eye either, unless it's a look of sympathy or because I remind them of their grandpa. I guess there's good and bad with every situation. In any event, with any luck at all, there will be a few more sunny, warm days and I'll feel up to painting those areas on the house that I can reach with a long handled roller, and I'll be able to entice that younger fellow to set up that ladder and finish what I started. I hate to leave a project half done.