OK if one could actually marry a screened porch, I'd be the first in line to get that marriage certificate. I mean, in some states you can marry a goat, so I'm thinking I might just have a chance with my porch. This makeover is FAR from done but the last two days I have spent almost every waking hour out there fixing 'er up and getting 'er done. Beware, you might want to go potty or get a drink cuz this is gonna be a long one. Don't say I didn't warn you. If you've followed this blog for a while, you will know that I hate my screened porch. Like DESPISE it. I was so unbelievably excited to spend $5,000 on it when purchasing my mansion. I had dreams of sitting out there, bug free, enjoying the sunsets with a nice cold beer. All of the houses that I toured did not have a screened porch and when I closed on my house, I knew why. Cuz it was the worst $5,000 I had ever spent. And I throw 5 G's around like it's nothing, let me tell you. I was