It rained on me while I was painting the deck. I kept painting.
Still, the stuff looked great and came through the winter pretty well.
I was going to try and redo it last year but we never got five dry days. I wasn’t worried about it, for the most part, the paint held up. There were a few places where it pulled up and I did a little bit of patchwork. This spring, it definitely needed to be redone.
The weather forecast on Sunday was that there was a good chance of rain every day for the next two weeks. But Sunday was gorgeous!
We decided to roll the dice and paint the darned deck and let the rain fall where it may.
Coat #1 went on and it didn’t rain.
The next day, coat #2 went on and it didn’t rain!
Twenty four hours later, it was safe to put all the furniture back on the deck and it still hadn’t rained a drop! I think that was as good a deal as we’re going to get here in the land of perpetual precipitation.
And the deck looks brand new!
We used long handled rollers with covers made for rough surfaces and rolling it on was the easiest part of the process. The prep took forever and taping off the house was backbreaking. Once we finished the surface, I thought the apron looked shabby so I grabbed a good three inch brush and fixed that up, too. It didn’t take very long but it still nearly crippled me. Ten years ago, I could have done it without breaking a sweat but now I’m old and being bent down for an hour leaves me as crumpled up as a piece of used tinfoil.
Definitely time for a Manhattan.
Oh, that’s right: Jay and I had never had Uncle Mickey’s favorite drink so the other night we looked up the recipe and made them. Holy Cats are they delicious! Since then, we’ve toasted Mickey every night with a Manhattan. We’ll do so until we run out of bitters.
After fixing the deck, we retired, drinks in hand, to the front hill where we sit and watch the sunset over the baseball games. Our friend D came over for dinks, pizza and baseball.
Let summer begin! We're ready for it.