First: Go to Home Depot and angst over the color choices for about half an hour (or more). Dither a bit. Waffle some. Finally narrow it down to one. Finally. Then try and find the paint department guy to mix it up for you. Good luck with that.
Second: While you're waiting for your paint to mix, look through the brushes and rollers. Buy more roller covers than you need.
Third: Get home and realize that your paint roller (the handle part) is over at your daughters house. Go and get it.
Fourth: Open the can of paint and gasp at the gosh awful color that doesn't look a bit like it did in the store. The next step is a leap of faith. Start applying it to the wall.
Fifth: Shudder as the color goes on. You wanted a light color - NOT white! More leaps of faith required to continue.
Sixth: As the paint starts to dry it looks patchy and horrible. Leap again (faith-wise) and apply a second coat.
Seventh: Now that it's dry you can admire your fine taste in paint. How could anyone ever doubt your fine color sense?
1 comment:
It's the first coat that demolishes any self confidence that I have in picking color.
Can't wait to see it finished.
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