Hours of painting, sunscreen and water, multiple trips to multiple hardware and lumber stores, pinched fingers and lots of tools...we have a patio cover...almost. Only thing left to do is the shiplap roofing, but the frame is up and ready to go, we just ran out of time. I think we're going up Saturday night after a grad party for the bf's cousin, and we'll do the rest of the patio on Sunday.We had a great time building it, Saturday was spent working with my best friend Jasa and his gf, she and I painted most of the day. We definitely couldn't have done it without them, and we had a great time just hanging out and working. I'm glad to be getting to know Jasa's gf better, and I can't wait to talk to Jasa and see if he's formulated an opinion on the bf yet. Not that it will matter, but it IS important to me that my best friend likes him.
Yesterday was spent painting and securing the rafters we'd put up Saturday night to make sure that the wind didn't blow down the posts and support beams that the bf and Jasa got up earlier that day. I have never been so tired in my life. Let me just say that I was literally falling asleep in the shower Saturday night as I tried to scrub the paint off of my arms and legs. (yes, there were a few mini paint wars throughout the day) It was all I could do to walk downstairs to get to my room to pass out. But it was a fun day.
Again here with the disjointed posting. I really need to get over that. Actually, I really need to get back to regular posting, I've been slacking off lately. Well, not exactly slacking off, I've just been busy and really skittish about writing while I'm at work anymore.
It has absolutely nothing to do with writing itself, I still love to write. It's just that I used to do most of my posting during downtime at work. But that all changed a couple weeks ago when one of my friends saw the posting screen and asked if I had a blog...and then asked if he could read it. This completely threw me off. I know I had posted a while back debating on whether to give a couple close friends the link to my blog. Well, if you were wondering, I had decided not to do that, at least not yet. I am SO thankful that I did. I just feel like I write differently when I know my readers in real life. The only irl person who has the link is another friend from work, and he's only commented once, which is fine. I didn't even think he read it. Initially my response to the friend who asked about it was no, which then changed to, okay but please don't comment because I don't want to know if you're reading or not. But I never gave him the link, and he never asked me for it, so I think he just forgot about it. It feels silly almost, I have nothing to hide, no deep dark secrets that I blog about really, so why the worry about it? Best answer I can come up with is that this is my place where I can go and write about anything I want to, and not worry about judgment or anything else. (not saying irl friends would judge) But I don't want to have to filter
my writing because I know who is reading, if that makes sense. I've gotten a broad sense from a lot of the wonderful bloggers I read and those who read me, and the sentiment seems to be pretty mixed regarding irl people reading or not. I think I'll stay "anonymous" for now. The bf knows about my blog, but he doesn't know the address...and he doesn't ask. He understands that it's my outlet, and he's absolutely fine with that. Did I mention he's wonderful? Oh, also, I love him. :)Haha, had to sneak that in there, see if you were paying attention. So many of you have already called it, and a few more probably already suspected it. I'll post a little bit more about it later, but that friend definitely just walked in, and now I'm not in a posting mood anymore. (even though he's gone now)
The pictures are, as you've probably guessed, of the new patio cover...only thing missing is the roof. The first two were taken Saturday, the bottom one is from Sunday afternoon just as the bf and I were getting ready to leave to make it to the concert I had to play at.
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