In the interest of full disclosure, here is the nitty gritty on my aforementioned staining project.
Forty-one pieces of trim needed to be stained by yours truly.
Every single stick must be dry and ready to frame out the new windows due to arrive at the end of this week.
And so most of my weekend was devoted to this tedious and painstaking task.
My fourth-born jumped in to help out, and despite the on-and-off-again rain showers, we completed the whole crazy forty-one-piece stack.
And I should know, because, just to be sure, I counted each and every one.
^ No words are necessary to describe these photos. Instead, for your listening pleasure, I offer you the song that was stuck in my head while I worked.