A hazard to myself and others

There's a lot to like about home ownership... the fact that I can paint the dining room cranberry and the kitchen French vanilla. That no landlord can give us 24-hour notice for anything, and the fact that we don't have to answer to anyone when one of the dogs eats a baseboard.

The downside is... hey. We are the landlords. Something needs fixing, and we're gonna have to do it. Upkeep? Our responsibility. That's how we've spent the better part of three weeks prepping the fencing and decking for stain.

And what else is a bored author to do when her husband covers the siding with plastic, I ask you? Amuse herself, that's what.