What a wonderful weekend. We worked on repair/refinish jobs that have been waiting for months. It was great to have three days doing things together, even with Fred's school work. Every couple needs a long weekend to sleep in, play Scrabble, enjoy the good weather, and help each other with projects.
When we bought this house, there was no trim on the back door. Part of the agreement was that she would finish that before we moved in. It soon became obvious that it was painted without primer. Fred sanded what was left of the paint and now I need a couple more days of above ten degrees to prime and paint it. It was just one more thing the previous owner deceived us about. Someday her karma will catch up and a crucial deception will blow up in her face. That's what I keep telling myself anyway.
About six days ago I cut back my four geraniums in pots, replanted them into smaller pots and brought them in the house. They are doing beautifully after a pretty harsh summer. It was crazy hot and I kept forgetting to water them (under the eaves = no rain water). However, the geraniums that are recovering the most spectacularly are the pieces I threw into the compost heap! There's a message there. :-)