Every few years it’s time to repaint the bulkhead doors.

They’re metal and tend to see a lot of abuse.

Rain, snow, and baking sun all take their toll… and since the husband disappears every time the paint brushes come out?

The job falls to me.

I usually go out with some sandpaper to smooth and remove the flakes… but this spring the husband bought an old sander at a yard sale. Old.. with a capital O.

So he tossed it at me and said it would be much easier than my sandpaper.

From the look of the cord it was from the 1950’s…. and I think that was the poundage as well because just lifting it hurt my wrist. So when he came back to check my progress? I was using the sandpaper again.

Which… because he’s a man and can never be wrong… made him determined to prove his $5 purchase was worth while.

He got no argument from me.

I stood back, nodded sagely and mumbled yes dear, that’s so much easier dear, at appropriate intervals.

Momma didn’t raise no fool.

He sanded that baby from top to bottom.

Inside and out… even though I rarely paint the interior.

BTW, if you search Google images for power sander memes?

Anyway… when we moved into this house, the doors were painted a barn red so that’s what I’ve always repainted them.

Until this year, when I couldn’t find my usual brand of metal paint in barn red and went with Rustoleum’s Regal Red.

It was a bad idea.

Very bad.

Really, really bad.

Because when Rustoleum says red?

They mean red!

Fire engine red.

Candy apple red.

Holy Crap that’s red… RED!

It’s positively blinding.

On the bright side, the doors do now match my hanging geranium.