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Even the weather hates me.

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After a dreadfully long hiatus, our contractor has returned to finish our bedroom windows and replace the two doors to the deck. He spent the first full day outside replacing the siding, shutters, and gutters as well as finishing off the exterior trim on the two windows that were installed in October.

Yes, it’s been that long.

But since the new doors arrived unfinished, they needed to be painted.

Which is when it started raining … and kept raining for an entire week.

Of course it did. I expected no less.

There were long discussions about taking the doors back to his shop (too far) or painting them in our basement or garage (too cold and damp) but there was really only one place that fit the dry, warm bill.

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Yes. There’s now a painting station in the man cave/Barn Mahal. And the view from behind the bar looks a little different.

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This is not ideal and may very well interrupt my weekend cocktail (s) …

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But it’s a necessary evil.

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And they’ll look a damn sight better than any sloppy job I could do once they’re in place.

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There’s even a temporary light pole.

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