Saving a cool five grand sounded like a good idea, so we decided to sock that money away for the day we'll inevitably need new siding. That means painting the exterior on our own.
It's the weekend project that keeps giving: three weekends to prep and prime; weekend after interminable weekend to paint, paint, paint. We've learned that paint stops working after 90 degrees, so we've been getting up at the crack of dawn to get in as many hours in as possible. Luckily, on a (rare) under-90-degree June weekend, we took an Amish barn-raising approach, and Chrissy, Jose, Layla, Sarah, Marco, Cynthia, Dan, and Steve all lifted a brush in honor of Roosterhaus.
Primed:
Chad did all the high bits.
Almost finished!
What's left? The doors (orange!). The push-out window. The eaves. The carport. But we're closer to finish than start, and that's a good feeling.

