How many septuagenarians does it take to change a lightbulb? One, but it will take all day (or none, if they decide to wait for someone else to avoid the risk of a fall). Yesterday, I began a new project, repairing the back porch. Partly, based upon the success this summer of fixing the cabin’s sleeping porch steps, I decided to work on our porch here. Last month, when the measurement crew was here to measure the back doors, they discovered a bad step on it. It will need replacement. I might just go ahead and replace all the steps. While I am at it there is a buck of decking that could use replacement too. But first, I want to fix the latticework around the porch’s base. Last month, in preparation for this work, I had purchased the furring strips that I am going to apply along the lattice’s edges to keep the individual strips in place. I started work with the tools that I had on hand—Harry’s old, corded drill that he gifted Anne almost fifty years ago and a cordless drill that no longer charges. Time for a trip to the hardware store. I bought the above pictured pair of drills. They are powerful. I also bought brighter LED lightbulbs. I chose option 1 but should have picked 2 from the above lightbulb joke.
