Dawn Potvin, It Dawned on Me
It’s pretty sad when even your summer work projects are beginning to get affected by the weather.
Summer is already half over and we have not had one full day of blue blazing sunshine, I’ve never seen anything like it.
We can’t put off our summer work plans any longer, but you can’t stain or paint any stairs or patios in the rain.
When it rains at least once a day every day, it’s easy to put projects off — at the risk of Fall coming and you have nothing done.
Anyone driving by my house lately can see a huge project under way with the shingling of our roof.
I am unfortunately married to a chronic do-it-yourselfer, and I have the blisters to prove it.
I have never worked so physically hard in my life, and we were only half way finished when the rain started again.
My arms now resemble that of a professional boxer, and every muscle in my body hurts for days.
My foreman keeps going on about how gratifying it will be to sit back and see the positive results of our hard work, but right now all I am feeling is severe lower back pain.
I play the sexist card as much as I can in that I don’t feel I should have to work as hard as he does simply because I am a girl, but that theory immediately falls on deaf ears.
I am proud of myself for being able to keep up with the big boys, but I am going to be in dire need of a manicure and an hour long massage when this is all said and done.
Shingling my house during intermittent rain showers is not my idea if a fun weekend.
But then again, neither is packing up to go to the cabin for the weekend and having to spend it inside watching movies, just waiting for the sun to peek through the clouds for once.
I’d like to be painting outside at the cabin on my weekends, but it looks like I may have to wait until September and hope for an Indian summer.