I had originally walked away because here on the home front we were going to tackle completing the underside of our porch roof and fascia before snow came...well, we started! That was 4 weeks ago. "We" soon turned into "me" and although I pride myself in being able to accomplish quite alot with a hammer and other assorted tools, when you're installing 16 foot long tongue and groove ceiling boards sometimes 2 people are better than 1. Unfortunately, sweety decided to fall from a stepladder after the first evening on the job and land flat on his back on top of a power drill. In my exasperation I was unable to muster up loads of sympathy beyond the first night since I had very persistently questioned and cross examined him before we ordered our supplies to ensure that he was indeed going to help me and we were definitely going to finish this job, instead of just start. Anyway!- 3 days later he decided to go to the hospital where it was determined that he had indeed cracked a rib. So there he was, ensconced in warmth by the woodstove resting and repairing and no doubt in pain and there I was looking from the outside in while balancing precariously on my ladder, nail gun in one hand, boards in the other, wedging things in place solo for all 72 feet of porch length while shivering in the bitter cold for over a week. I found all this very hard to swallow and I like to consider myself a sympathetic sort, but truth be told, sometimes I think life just sucks and SOMEONE is testing me and I'm so not getting a passing grade!! (did I mention I managed to get pooped on by a seagull in the same period of time?, coincidentally right after asking for "a sign, anything?"...next time I'm going to be more specific!) Good news: the ceiling is up. Bad news: the soffit and fascia is not and now we've got snow and Christmas to contend with! Oh well! I'm sure it'll look pretty... someday!
Below is my latest painting. This lady is going on the Silent Auction table this Friday evening for a Christmas Fundraiser. Proceeds will go to our local food bank. Painting her was my happy amongst all the annoying that's taken place recently...hope someone loves her enough to take her home with them, 'cause I will be sad to see her go so soon, I really quite like her and wouldn't mind sharing my space with her for a little longer!
"Searching for Greener Pastures" Acrylic on canvas 20 x20
...by the way, Sweety is on the mend, recouped quite nicely, but he doesn't fancy the cold anymore than me and work beckons, so our improvements will wait...I'm not a complete troll...just almost! Cheers! Jen