St. Mary: 08/07 THE PAINTED LADY

Saturday, September 27, 2008

08/07 THE PAINTED LADY

The three most beautiful words in the English language -
PAINT MY HOUSE

The local cowgirl/house painter was not much over 5' tall but she could scale that scaffolding in a heartbeat. I didn't have her take off all the old paint - I was afraid it was the only thing holding the siding together. But she washed and scraped and brushed and painted. Looks rather rough and old which I like.

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The Project

I saved the church and the church saved me. This wonderful renovation project began in August '06 with an attempted act of terrorism. I was to return to So. California from Wisconsin on the day that crazed people with explosives in their shampoo bottles were busted in London and the whole world stood still. I took the option of re-booking my flight a week later and set out to find an interesting place to make my new home. I drove to the country to see a lovely Victorian farmhouse and passed an old church with a simple "For Sale" sign - and the rest is history. Actually, it wasn't all that simple. My offer was accepted in September the same week I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Everyone insisted I cancel the offer....I was too sick - there was too much to do - the job was too big - I had to stay in California - blahblahblah. I told them it would give me something else to think about - a reason to get up every morning - it would save my life.

And it did.