Bloodied but unbowed

Every project exacts its toll. In most cases, the price is blood. I have apparently bled sufficiently to have finished painting the front porch. Even managed to make the porch and the gallon of paint come out even.

Now, to see if I can still move in the morning...

(Rain forecast for Friday, so I wanted to finish up today so the latex paint will have sufficient drying time. Some idiot painted the place two houses up from us a few years back without paying attention to the forecast. House started the day blue, ended the day brown again. All the paint washed off.)

So, I'll go forth and buy another gallon of primer and gallon of paint for the sunporch -- when we have a prospect of three or four paintable days in a row. Which may be next spring.