For crying out loud.

The weatherman around here is lousy. We were supposed to have great weather this weekend, but instead it's...well, lousy. I had big plans...now I might just go back to bed.

This weekend was supposed to be another big push at painting the exterior of the house. We're in the season where days for that will be few and far between, but the weather this weekend called for mostly cloudy or mostly sunny (it varied depending on the website) with a 10% chance of rain. It's been cold and rainy for most of the week so everyone has been really excited about a nice weekend.

Yesterday I woke up to some threatening looking clouds, but the weatherman promised me some sun with only a 10% chance of rain (I check it around 6am). I had breakfast, watched some tv and kept watch on the weather outside. It was getting worse. I checked the weather online again. Suddenly it became a 40% chance of rain! What?! You don't just get to change your weather forecast by the minute just because you looked outside! I, myself, could do that. Doesn't take a special degree to look out your window and say, hmmm, looks like rain. I gave up hopes of painting the exterior and went to work on repainting my bedroom.

It took all day, but I managed to paint the ceiling "Off White" and paint the walls two coats of "Old Basque Brown". I cleaned everything up and went to work cleaning the house. I finished that, had two glasses of wine and a pork chop and called it a day.

Today would be an all-out exterior paint fest. I checked the weather first thing: currently fog, warming to 71 degrees today, partly sunny, 10% chance of rain. No big deal. That fog will lift and I'll do my 7 mile run and paint the house.

While waiting for it to clear up, I decided to clean out my workshop that is an absolute disaster. I started clearing it out and putting everything outside, but the fog was so thick it was getting everything wet. So I put everything back and came back inside and finished off my Ghirardelli chocolate squares.

I should probably just shower since I'm not entirely sure when the last time that happened was. This weather makes me not even want to do that.

The master bedroom when I moved in:

It's first paint job:

Now: