"The secret of achievement is to hold a picture of a successful outcome in the mind." --Henry David Thoreau
My work week (the paid one) is over, my weekend is here, and once again I am sentenced to hard labor working on the porch project. Last week I spent hours sealing seams in the new paneling - turned upside down atop a ladder, squeezing with all my might the brutal trigger of a hard metal caulking gun. Set me back a bit. Sprained my hand. And my sciatic-ick back? Well, we won't even go there. But here I am, doing it again. Why? Because of that end image ingrained in my brain. This porch will be beautiful. If it kills me. heigh ho
