Painting Hogs

In my first post, I mentioned painting hogs on cement trucks.....well, today was one of those days.  It has been a while since I've done one and I can tell you this chubby, tired, old body could tell it.

This concrete company uses a 'Razorback" type hog for it's logo.....I've been painting those hogs for 27 years now.  I was  27 year younger and about, well, lets just say a few  pounds lighter and not near as jiggly.

I have to put a scaffold up next to the truck and climb up and down an eight foot step ladder, and still I'm reaching way above my head to paint.  My neck and shoulders felt like they had been in a sleeper hold by Gorgeous George.  You don't remember Gorgeous George?  Well, trust me, it was uncomfortable.  I hope you can understand why I am so excited about shabby chic signs.  No climbing up a ladder hanging onto the side of a cement truck on a narrow scaffold that incidentally my husband fell from several years back leaving a green streak down the side of a building. Thankfully, he was okay, but it was not pleasant. Like I said, love them hogs, but painting sitting down will be a nice change.

I'm ready to tie up these last few loose ends and get started doing some things that don't require possible bodily harm.  My mind has been churning out ideas and I have pieces of paper laying around everywhere, cause as something comes to mind, I jot it down so I won't forget it.  Did I mention I'm getting older?

I've got some work to finish up for a carnival ice cream wagon and doing some organizing in the shop and hopefully I will be ready to start putting these ideas to boards or shutters or  mailboxes or whatever sits still long enough to get some paint on it.

Oh yes, I am ready. 

Leaving you in His Care,

Carla