Sunday, May 11, Mother's Day. Siding, part 1.
The morning was spent hiding nice plywood surfaces behind asphalt-soaked paper. I went to a lot of trouble making it level so I could use the ruled lines to keep the siding straight -- for example, stretching it across the door and then cutting it out.
Today's entertainment: Giants-Braves in Atlanta, on a borrowed TV fed by an extension cable. Braves won.
Siding goes on, one plank at a time. These planks are made of some miracle substance held together by cement. Ruined my saw blade. Wasted about a third of the nails I tried to pound through it.
The Quality Control Dept. at work.
Result of a long afternoon's effort: shed has a new face. Only one more side gets this treatment -- where it doesn't show, it ain't worth the trouble.