If you live in Florida and have a manufactured home or a house with siding on it, you’re going to have to learn to live with mold and mildew. It seems to collect on the exterior no matter what you do or what kind of products you use to repel it, and the only way to get rid of it that I know of is by pressure washing.
It’s been three years since we last had our place pressure washed, and it was beginning to look really funky. So I asked my buddy Jesse Bolton, who handles a lot of things for us around the house and can fix or build just about anything if he was up to the job. Jesse never sits still, and he started at about 8:30 yesterday morning.
What a difference it made! Three years’ accumulation of gunk gone in just a few hours. Jesse even got up on the roof, and pressure washed the fascia on the different levels. What a guy! Thanks, Jesse. We always appreciate everything you do for us.
Later on in the afternoon, I was outside picking up a couple of pieces of paper that had blown into the yard, and a neighbor walked by and said, “God, your house is whiter than rice! I need to put on sunglasses when I walk by it.” I sure wish it would stay that way, but I know that Mother Nature and Florida’s humidity will start undoing all of Jesse’s hard work in no time at all. Jesse says he doesn’t mind that. It’s job security for him. 😊
Terry finished proofing all the last few chapters I have done in my new book yesterday, as well as one more that I wrote while she was doing that. After I made the corrections she suggested, I read through things once more time and then sent it off to my proofreaders.
I have a phone conference with the attorney who set up our family trust this afternoon, and then we are going to be leaving for Alabama on Tuesday morning. We have some business to take care of up there, and we will probably be gone a week or so. As I’ve said before, the Internet signal at our son’s house is rather flaky at times, so I will do my best to post a blog when I can, but I can’t promise it will be every day.
The weather is supposed to be kind of ugly, but hopefully, most of the Thanksgiving travelers are back at home and at work by Tuesday, so at least we won’t have to fight all of those crowds as we make the trip. It’s a little over 600 miles, and we used to do that easily in a day, but as we have gotten older, we find that we prefer to break the trip up into two days. Everything slows down over time, including us.
And finally, here’s a chuckle to start your day from the collection of funny signs we see in our travels and that our readers share with us. It’s nice to know that whatever function you are throwing, these folks can handle it.
Thought For The Day – I will never forget who helped me in difficult times, who put me in difficult times, and who left me in difficult times.