“Don’t Worry – I can do it”

“You did say that you wanted  all of these window frames…painted – –  so… here I am…  “PAINT BRUSH” in hand – – and have this  “old shaky ladder” balanced on some   – – 12 x 14 planks – – stretched out and over the steps – – that take you into  the basement – –  so,  from the top step – –  and…  to over  and under the porch addition – – everything seems to be in place – – “half way steady” – –  so…  let’s see what kind of a “painting” job – – I can do?”

“If you can just stop taking pictures… I can stand up on the top step of this ladder…  and  will get started with  some real professional  painting.”

“After the painting of this new back porch addition…  to this “eighty some plus years old house”… there was also the  bedroom inside that we bought paint for – – and of course painting  – – is not something that I ever wanted to do – – but… WHO … ever and else…  was around to do it?” 

My DAD came over to see what I was doing – – and  since he was a  “Jack of all trades” – – well  – –  I was told and shown how to do  everything. This is how you open the can of paint – – with this “special” tool… so that you can close it – – and if you need to open it again…  you will be able too!

Then… and before   anything… ‘starts’…  always  comes  the   preparing of  the room – – and even this outside   job – –  the drop cloths have  to be spread all around – – to catch your  “spills and drips”  – – but…  I was and  still am … very careful – –  “why make for yourself…  a mess” – – that…  “I will be called for … to   even do the  — cleaning up!” 

“Oh… I almost forgot… who  ever taught you “how” to handle  and even hold the  “PAINT”  brush… how to dip it into the paint – – and then how to put  the  “PAINT” on the wall?”  By the time I was told each and every step – –  I  just had to put into practice everything…  that I had just been taught – –  so  we bought more paint – –  and brushes…  as  I was learning “HOW TO DO IT” and  I mean every little nook and corner – – upstairs and downstairs – – and even outside  – –  there was  something…  just  waiting for  little  ole ‘me’ to practice on… and brighten up – – just as fresh as a ‘daisy’. Nothing like getting  plenty of  new colors of paint on everything – – just to make everything ‘beautiful to behold’ – –  then  –  and only then… I could say… “I did it… all by myself!”


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