We've been here long enough, it's time to do some home repairs.
Yeah, don't start on the kitchen. Replacing a kitchen towel may mean a $30,000 upgrade and color change there.
It's hard to find a good carpenter, and once you do, you don't tell the neighbors until the job is almost done and you're satisfied with the results.
We'll let you know...
So the squat box of rocks that has weathered a couple hurricanes, more tropical storms, countless thunderstorms and sunny days needs a bit of care. That soffit that is in the back of the house has made me nervous for years, and my carpentry skills are not up to that job.
It makes you look around. Take stock of things.
With the sun beating down on the house most days of the year, things get exposed. Just like I did.
The other day I was out skating. I do that. I have been doing that for 21,000 miles, 30,000 Km, 25 years... It was one of those low humidity days where there was just blue in the sky. The Orb has chased the clouds away. Sunglasses required.
My short 9 mile workout was fun, the winds were just enough to cool, not to challenge. I got back in the Jeep and realized that I Got Sun.
Up North in Philadelphia, I would do 30 to 55 mile workouts without sunblock and never think twice. Down here, I won't do that again. The sunblock sits in my skate bag and exposed areas will get that.
Driving home I notice that the front hoods of cars and roofs are often bleached and faded, although mine is not, luckily.
All that sun you folks come down here to experience takes a toll.
Then again, I see my own hair going a bit blond due to that same sun when I am skating. I'll wear a helmet, I promise, especially since there's a lot of chaff on the trail lately.
Personally, I would prefer pure white on the house and blue trim, but that would make it look like a refugee from Santorini in Greece.
On the other hand... maybe painting the entire house in the same rust color from the ground water we water the house with might be a good idea.
Just remember if you can't use sunblock, you're going to have to paint it.
...Even your own sorry hide!
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