At the stern I rise from a sitting position getting off my ass, at the helm I am driven by the love within my heart, reclaiming a house that had became disaster. Its not perfection but I am sure to be pleased. I give great thanks to God and Jesus, for not having to climb in and out the window. I ran out of finish for the 2nd time just as a approached the hallway opening leaving a strip to the kitchen to be able to access my coffee pot, and feed the animals early this morning, the first coat wasn’t quite dry. I could have but I didn’t mix a bit more last night to finish all of the first coat. Instead I felt a tug to stop, and go to bed.