Aboutt 4 months ago I moved into a brand new (town)house. It’s been great, particularly since our last house was generating more maintenance opportunities that we could handle. The new place is 3 stories, and there’s a deck off the back of the second floor over the driveway. Staining/finishing said deck is left as an excercise for the homeowner, and yesterday I finally got around to it. At first I didn’t want to tackle it due to the everpresent rain, and lately it’s just been a matter of finding the time. And I really hate ladders.
Anyway, I had the time, the materials, and no rain. Unfortunately, it was around 100° yesterday. It’s a small deck, but nonetheless 4 hours of huffing paint fumes on my hands and knees left me a bit nackered. And today I’m finding out how unbendy I’ve become (i.e. crippled today).
This whole getting older thing really blows.
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