I noticed that Midge put her trash out before I got home tonight. I just checked. The 'coons have already partaken. And I saw one of them leaving the scene as I stepped out my front door. My ex-roomate left some animal traps. I'm thinking hat.
I got a lot of painting done. Most of painting involves taping off what you don't want painted. I was working with an Airlessco LP540. I mean to tell you, if you failed to mask something when you hit a wall with that sprayer, it got coated. That thing puts the equivalent of 2 coats of paint on as fast as you can swing it. My taping to painting ratio was about 3 hours taping to less than an hour with the Airlessco paint sprayer of death and doom. I will never use a paint roller on a ceiling again without first seeking out one of these things. It could rock and roll. I rented a generator to run that beast, because there's no electricity at that house right now. I used so little gas, they considered it full when I returned it. Then I spent another hour of cleaning, sanding, and scraping the overspray off of things, including myself, then another couple of hours cutting in the edges of things and around windows with a small paint brush. After I put in a few more hours on the task tomorrow, I will have painted an entire house by myself.
I was having a fresh air and water break on the back deck of the vacant house and noticed flying insects coming in and out of a seam in the siding above a light fixture. I looked closer and found they're little bees. I entertained myself by putting a piece of masking tape over said seam, blocking the entrance to the hive. In a few minutes, there was a nice big swarm of bees who were locked out of the house. They were slowly eating the tape. I expect them to have eaten their way in or out by the time I go back tomorrow to hit them with some bug spray. How big of a honeycomb could be inside of a garage wall behind a light fixture?
When I got home, I took a long shower to get the bits of overspray that had stuck to every exposed hair on my body. Even my eyelashes had the frosted look. I looked like Old Man Winter or more like I had been hunting caribou than painting a house. The steam in the shower loosened up my sinuses, and I had been wearing a mask most of the time, but gobs of whitelatex semi-gloss came forth from my nose. It was disgusting.
The unique thing today--I discovered that banana flavored protein powder tastes really good in a bowl of cream of wheat. I hate it otherwise, and may never purchase banana flavor again.