Time is money

When I looked out this morning and saw a mix of rain and snow falling, I very much doubted that the painters would show up as scheduled to power wash in preparation for stain. Miracle of miracles, despite it being in the lower 40's and drizzly, they did, on time. I can only imagine how miserable they must be with this ice cold spray engulfing them at times. In fact, it seems like a super sucky job to me, but if they weren't doing it, we'd have to be up on ladders risking limbs. Been there, done that, getting too old for such shenanigans. And I wouldn't be nearly as cheerful as they are.

To my pint sized friend who I love more than chocolate*-Happy First Birthday peanut. x

*some day you'll be old enough to know how much that is.