House? Museum?

Here's a shot of the house that Shane and I did the other day. Doesn't look like a lot of windows, does it? I can assure you there are plenty. Took the two of us about 6 hours to finish, although that's not saying a lot because I move at a snail's pace. This is by far the weirdest house I have ever been in. The floors are bare concrete, the walls stark white, the artwork downright scary. And that's nothing compared to the chapel. It's got 30 foot ceilings and is painted a cobalt blue that virtually glows. There is also an indoor shooting range, everyone needs one of those, right? It really is probably not cool for me to be posting this picture on the Internet, but 1. I don't know of a window cleaner/client confidentiality clause, and 2. I'm pretty sure they don't read my blog. Oh my god, the spiders out there - they are the size of kittens. Shane commented that the movie Predator must have used that spider as a model for the monster.

I really hope they don't refer their neighbor to us:

That house is a monster I don't want to slay.