Rarr.

scrape Today, I scraped paint. For hours and hours, until finally I could repaint it. (It was a porch.) The repainting only took about half an hour, but the rain started before I could do a second coat. That may have been an act of mercy. My poor wrists were jellified by then, if jelly could hurt. So I may be walking around holding my arms like a little t-rex for awhile. Rarr.