28 June 2011
Blue, bluer, bluest.
I've been coming home to dramatic changes. My house looks better every day. My brother Jim is a whirlwind of efficiency and is making the most of his Charleston visit painting my house. It is a big old barn to paint but it is coming along nicely. He still has the wicked high peak of the house to do tomorrow which makes me nervous. It gives me butterflies in the stomach just to think of climbing that high. I ordered a climbing harness for safety.
I can't imagine painting in this heat myself but he hasn't complained so far. I even cooked him a big dinner tonight.