I mentioned the other day that I have a few projects (truly an understatement since my house is chalk full of projects) and hoped that by mentioning it, I'd start working on them. Well, it worked because I started priming an old metal locker cupboard my sister gave me a few years back. I love these things and have a few already in use around the house.
It was so gorgeous out on Thursday evening. The perfect night for painting. The sky was clear and the wind was still (after blowing a pretty steady breeze all day) so I took advantage of it while the kids enjoyed roasting marshmallows over a little campfire.
I treasure evenings like that. It's one of my favorite things about living out in the country.
I haven't even begun to think of what color I'll paint this thing but at least it's a start! All of the interior is primed except the bottom section, which is covered in rust. It was just where I left off when the evening got too late. I was hoping to work on it more this weekend but it's been either rainy and/or too windy. I have a bazillion things sitting around here waiting for a coat of primer and some layers of paint to spruce them up. I'm fired up that I can finally start working on them again! (I prefer painting outside rather than in the basement because of all the chemicals and fumes.)
I love spring. And I don't. I love that we can be outdoors so much more. I love spending time around the campfire and I love that the days are getting longer. I don't love that our yard is a mud hole for months on end (because we still don't have grass, below) and I don't love that the ticks are wild and crazy this time of year. (Below, this is after I gave it a thorough scrubbing! It's completely stained and a bit rusty inside. I think that little swirly spill is poly or epoxy. In any case, it won't come off and bumps up a little but I'm going to be covering it in vintage wallpaper after I prime it anyway.)
We've had a few ticks already and I've asked the kids not to go in the woods for the next month or so 'til things calm down. But I need to treat the dogs. They keep getting them. (And, of course, it's near impossible to keep the kids out -- the woods are far too enticing for all of their games of make-believe.)
I tire of the chicken sh*t all over the yard from our free-ranging hens but I love that they help with the tick population. Having them around makes a world of difference!
Carter caught a cold last weekend over Easter church and has been on nebs every couple of hours the past few days again (including up a couple of times during the night to take them). It's so hard watching your little guy struggle to breathe. Sometimes it hurts my heart but I'm so thankful to live in this day and age where we have these nebs to help him! (Abram and I both had the same cold as he did but have already recovered.)
We have our spring services here at church this weekend. (Mikko's here, for those who know him.) Last night, I had to take Carter outside in the middle of church to take his inhaler (we just started using it this week) because he was having an asthma attack and kept coughing and coughing. Boy, is that nice to have something like that that gives quick results (as opposed to the nebs which take about ten minutes to do). He's still learning how to use it (so doesn't get it all in his lungs when he does) but it helped enough to get us through the rest of church until we could get home to do nebs.
I need to get down to the clinic to pick up a spacer for him. For now, I've been using rolled up sheets of paper the way I remember doing when I was a kid before I got my spacer. (I outgrew my mild-moderate childhood asthma and haven't used an inhaler in years. But Carter may have his for life as his is more moderate-severe and he's had it since he was about 6 weeks old.)
Hope you're enjoying your weekend!
(That little white table Mark found for me at the dump. I'm thinking of shortening the legs on it (and I still need to rip off that plastic hook) but for now it's the perfect height for doing painting projects.)