It’s right pleasant down here under the MH. I have shade and a nice breeze.
I’m applying POR-15 to the old girl’s bottomside. She’ll take a _lot_ of POR-15. I think I’ve applied more POR-15 to me than her bottomside.
Oddly, this inspires DW to paroxysms of pleasure. OK, maybe not paroxysms, but one can hope. DW is a little odd.
I have silver paint in my hair, in my ears, on my face, on my elbows, on my back and on my butt. Well, I’m not going to rust anytime soon.
There’s only about 3/4 of Miss Lueffie’s chassis to go, ane there’s only about eyeballs-up for me to go. It may be appropriate to take a break if for nothing else to permit DW to cool off.
Is this odd?