More HiLo Painting. "Un-smart"

Ray had already applied several light coats of paint in the first picture. He is really good at this, and it looks good. I had bought several different types of paint while I was at Lowes. Krylon, Rustoleum, and Industrial Rustoleum. We tried out the different kinds to see which would shine the most, or spray the best. The only thing we really found out is that the Industrial Rustoleum cans seem to spray more paint than the regular Rustoleum cans of the same size, so maybe the extra dollar is worth it. Might even wear better. Getting down to the final coats of paint now.

We had got another late start, so we didn't get much done.

Now the lady who didn't change her address on eBay or PayPal, so that my poor plants went to her old address, is going to blame it on PayPal, and try to get her money back from them. She must have moved quite a while ago, as the plants came back with a sticker saying "Forward Time Expired, Return To Sender". So I sent her the receipt # and info, but I don't think that their Buyer Protection Plan covers 'unsmart'.

Another hot day.

Plants arrived back here. Titivating the Class B.

Yesterday afternoon the Mail Lady delivered the lost mailing tube with the big aloe in it to my front porch. If she rang the bell, I must have been in the side yard, as I didn't hear it, and I didn't find the box until this morning. I quickly got the poor plants unwrapped and potted. They had been in that box for 9 days. They were still alive but wilted, bruised and suffering. The box had a label on it "Forwarding Expired".














This is the sewer hose holder access door on the outside, I had one just like it on my Airstream Motor home. You can see the sharp bend it had to make, when we replaced the the 4" tube that holds the sewer hose. We fixed this a few days ago.

Ray and I had to do a couple of things to the Class B that hadn't been obvious before. Someone was coming to see it at noon. We noticed that there was some white paint missing right above the running board, so I taped it up, and Ray painted it.














The top burgundy stripe looked funky and weather beaten, so we took it off. All the rest of them, all over the rig are fine, just the top one looked ratty. You have to be shown that the stripe is missing. I arrived at Tasco's, the place that sells pinstriping, 3 minutes after they closed. I went into the next town to get paint, etc, after the guy had been to see the Class B. He looked it all over, checked that the fridge was cold, started the generator, looked at the solar panel on the roof, we took it for a drive, and he said that his wife would have to come see it, and would get back to me. I really think that he is interested, we will see.

An apprehensive day.

Making Shade Where There Is None.

Ray couldn't start until 10.30 am. He had been moving his sister-in-law's stuff. He didn't want to do it, as everyone, including me, that has helped her move before, has "worked like a dog". Oh, I don't think most dogs work, so make that "worked like a slave". Then she can't even say "Thank You" , and it doesn't matter what out of pocket expenses you have, like gas, or "Just pick me up some cigarettes on the way here", she could care less. No wonder she doesn't get many offers of help, and had to get her sister to cajole her BIL to help. You know the type.

As we were starting late, the hot sun had come around that corner and so I got a big piece of cardboard, and put it on top of the lowered HiLo, held it down with a board. The parasols on the ladders were to keep the sun off our backs. Lemonade was the drink of choice.

We went over the white paint on the trailer where it felt rough with 600 grit Wet and Dry, and then 1500 grit. Now it is as smooth as a baby's behind. But it was too hot to paint.

Tomorrow is another day.