We jumped right in this morning…my dad tore off all of the old nasty siding while my mom and I tackled painting the ceiling. After one coat my arms and neck feel like they are already going to fall right off. I realized today that my 60 year old dad has way more stamina then me!

So here is the cabin without the siding and with just the tar paper…an improvement over this already. Next is putting up all the sheathing and then the new siding, and THEN finally, we get to paint it. I seriously can not wait to get rid of that maroonish-redish dried blood color.