Sometimes things have been in the job jar so long, the paper has turned to dust.
When we painted the living room, I painted a little swatch of colour on the kitchen wall under the phone. The idea was to choose a colour to paint the kitchen, covering the grey. Well, that was over two years ago. Neither Tammy nor I could make a decision on a colour, and that led to just leaving it.
Today, I was going to do some touch-up painting in the bonus room, and I was faced with a dilemma: should I
- Take the can of grey paint and cover over the sample patch and touch up the most egregious examples of horrible paint in the kitchen or
- Finally choose a colour for the kitchen and schedule painting for next weekend?
I chose touching up, but then when I popped open the can, the paint inside it had separated so badly that there was an immovable lump in the bottom of the can and an inch of oily liquid on top. 😖 So I had to go to the hardware store to get paint either way.
I elected to try to colour match the grey and touch up the paint. But as it dried, it was obvious that the colour match was only so-so. So we painted the entire wall. Miranda was using a small brush to do the fine edge bits (covering the beige left behind by the previous owners, and the teal/primer flashes showing between the living room and the kitchen from me). Tammy tore the computer desk apart, and I did the rest. It didn’t take too long, but the difference was such a relief.
I even did the horrible bits above the refrigerator. Seriously, how can you miss areas the size of a tennis ball?
That should clear the way for giving the kids’ bathroom a makeover. It’s been waiting behind this in the job jar for years now.