Hello, I'm back. Here are a few photos from my "vacation". After many many years, our favorite tenant bought a house, and vacated the Atrium apartment. The Atrium is a cozy yet large apartment nestled between two other sections of our bank building. It's very private, and very beautiful, and was very much in need of painting. Of all the apartment rehabs my wife and I have done, this is, in my opinion, our finest. A wood-beam cathedral ceiling peaking at about 20 feet, a stairway leading to a rooftop deck, has lots of closet space, etc.
But this time around, we have a monumental paint job, it's September 28th and the new tenant is moving in on October 1st. And after having to lift the ladders up the outside of the building and drop them to the floor from above, I still knew that my tallest stepladder was not tall enough to reach the highest walls. So, that's why rollers have poles on them.
So, "pschhtt pschhtt" it would be - those damn Poles and their consonents! Did I mention, the ceiling is pretty high up there? Much higher than the ladders I had. 'Way up there de the middle of de air', as Harry Belafonte used to sing.
So, as the new tenant settles in to the new apartment, I settle into a 2-day coma. Good night.
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