A Throwing Up of Hands

Whelp, that's it for today. I've worked as long as I'm gonna work. I woke up at 9 today and set right off on heat stripping my back door so that I can repaint it so that I can put on a new storm door that the last big wind storm in March took off. Please note how all home improvement/maintenance tasks are interrelated with all others. Sequencing is important. Half measures, such as merely scraping the paint, generally only result in additional work, as the paint will do what this first picture shows within a year. Thus, a project I thought was done last summer still remains a project for this summer.
At any rate, around 3:30 this afternoon, I finally get close to being done. Since I've already got the original colors on the rest of the house, it was only a matter of seeing what the original owners put where. In getting down to the wood, it appears that the door was ochre with green trim, which I replicated:
I then came in, scrubbed down the bathroom which was covered with green and ochre paint, then had some tuna salad and cold water, then I deadheaded the peonies, during which task I called to inform the neighbor that her dog had escaped and was running amok in the neighborhood. I went back inside and wallowed about in Youtube for a while and, having done so, it appears my productive impulse has completely left me for the day.