Time for a project

Sometimes when the world around you isn't cooperating, it might be time to delve into a project.

This always seems like a brilliant idea at the time.

Thing is, the world around me has not been cooperating since, oh, I don't know, February? So instead of fighting it, I'm grooving on it.

If the lights are still on, somebody's home, and there's food in mah belleh...well then...what am I complaining about? Right?

Right.

So, I take this little house I've been living in for the past 5+ years, and I tell it: oh little house, oh sweet little dwelling, it's time for your makeover. It's time to make a sweet new debut.

Here's what we call 'before.' A sad little window that overlooks the air conditioning unit. Neglected. Unloved. But now patched and ready for help (see?)

What makes this all better is a Benjamin Moore beauty called 'Blue Nova.'

This is not a mere painting experience. This is power washing. For days. Scraping. Sanding. Staining.

And a snarky Himalayan peeking out by her Booda Dome litterbox domain (gross girl, get away from there!) freshly painted porch door.

And this effort is all about all the little things that make my heart sing.  The details. The subtle charms that made me stop curbside and want to buy this place on the spot.

 The winding wisteria that blooms beautifully and overtakes the house and, therefore, must be tamed like a wild beast. The winding bark is at least 25 years old. Who am I to take it down? It owns me and not the other way around.

This is my favorite tree on the property. I love this tree. Everything else (except the wisteria) could go and I'd be happy.

This is a pleasant shady spot perfect for cooling off and taking a power washing or painting break.

So that is my life at this juncture. Helping my home be a little prettier.

This is just a start. More to come. It's about to get a lot more beautiful.