Thursday, September 17, 2009

I'm going to get drunk and THEN pick a color

Yesterday, on the way home from work, I drove through a neighborhood with nice homes in it, trying to get some kind of insight as to what to do about my paint color predicament. It ocurred to me that all of the houses with the greenish color I like were a lot lighter than the greenish sample I've got painted on the wall in my backyard. So I went to Kelly Moore and picked up two lighter samples. Then, on the way home from the paint store, I saw yet another, previously uninspected house, so had to stop the car and get out, holding paint samples, squinting and turning, looking fucking insane and scaring the neighborhood children. This house had a darker green.

I brought my two lighter green samples home, painted them on the wall, and immediately hated them.

So I stared some more at my original three colors. And decided that the greenish-grayish color I thought I'd settled on? Yeah, that one? I hate it, now. It looks like shit. Literally, like I may as well have smeared feces on the wall. I decided I liked the grayer color better. That was what I was going to tell the painter, who was scheduled to paint the house tomorrow, after finishing prep work today.

Except that the painter called this morning to let Hubs know that he wouldn't be able to make it today because he has to attend a DUI class that he totally forgot about. As in, he was arrested for driving under the influence and is now attending a class as part of his punishment.

Now, far be it from me to judge someone for driving drunk. I've done it before, and it was a stupid, stupid thing to do. I have friends who have done it and been arrested for doing it. One friend was arrested TWICE and was forced to have a breathalizer installed in her car that required her to blow into it before the car would start. So, go on and get arrested for driving drunk, and serve your time, and finish out your sentence picking up bags of dead kittens at the side of the highway or whatever, but seriously, dude? I wouldn't go advertising to your customers that you were recently arrested for drunk driving. Not everyone is as forgiving as we are and plenty of folks have loved ones who have been killed by drunk drivers, and let me tell you that if I were one of those people, we probably would be looking for a new painter.

HOWEVER. Since this means that prep work will get finished tomorrow (barring any other unforeseen events) and painting will happen Monday/Tuesday-ish, with paint being purchased Saturday, I have until tomorrow to continue to obsess compulsively about what color to paint the house. Which: thank you for the extra day. I will, no doubt, spend some more time pulling my hair out in the backyard while staring at the paint samples on the wall.

And now, to google "adult ADD." BRB!

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