Week 1 of Painting A Porch

With our renters out of town, I cleaned the porch walls and Brooke cleaned up the old doorbells and other hardware. It was time to paint the lower porch.

It felt like it took so long doing ours and we didn't even paint the floors. I was not looking forward to doing it all over again. I was excited though to strip all the paint on the doorbells. I had been wanting to do it since we moved in. I mean look at the detailing on it.

So long lead paint.

The backside looked like it was going to be copper but they're brass. I love the color variation.

Someday I'd like to get a little engraved plate of our house numbers to go in here.

Sadly this wouldn't clean up as well as I thought but still better than the white peeling paint it had on it.

We were low on wall paint and had to pick up a number of other items like a special Alkyd Paint for the floors. Brooke asked for paint rags.

We are becoming regulars at Menards now. Did you know I used to work there? Maybe I should get my job back so I can get a discount again.

While painting I took down the porch shade and...of course...part of it wasn't painted. Classic owners before us.

We got Meadow her fish she has been wanting. We looked at Beta fish but decided to get goldfish as a beginner fish to be safe. They were so cheap we let Theo get one too. They named their fish Bubbles and Slob.

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