Well, my "Papa" has a new (rented) cherry picker!
He, as you might have surmised, was sanding and is now painting the columns. (Make a mental note....do not buy or build a house with columns. They are quite the pain!)
If you could see Hubs from the rear, you would see his hiney is clamped so tight you couldn't get a credit card in his crack. He believes he is holding the cherry picker in the air with his tightly clamped cheeks. Who am I do say he is wrong?
As of ten seconds ago, he has finished painting said columns but has other tasks for tomorrow. Replacing rotten boards and starting on the back of the house.
Once again I am oh so glad I am not a man! Or rather I am glad I have a man! My book is about a young wife and her mother-in-law who are trying to survive the Civil War and keep the farm going without any men. They even manage to harvest the wheat using some kind of harvester. I guess hunger and desperation can make you do things you would avoid if at all possible.
What is a task your husband or hired person does that you are oh so glad you don't have to do?