We're having the outside of our house painted. The painter got started yesterday and prepped half the house. We now have plastic over the windows on two sides, which takes some getting used to. It's like living in a fogbank.
When it's done the house will look...well, the same, only better. We liked the color scheme before, but the paint was wearing thin in places.
Fortunately the weather is cooperating so far. Yesterday was in the 60's, and today may hit the 70's.
Our painter is from Ukraine and is a rather likable fellow. His kids ride the same bus as our oldest (which is how we found out about him--his son deserves a commission), so they all live just up the street from us. After school his kids come over and play with our kids while they all watch dad at work. We wouldn't mind building a friendship out of this, really. His kids are well-behaved, and they seem like a nice family.
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