Day 133
I had the best of intentions to do business tonight. Needless to say, that never happened. Instead I found myself going to Ace Hardware to get yellow paint for the bathroom.
I was about to sit down and work when I saw the new toilet paper holder sitting on the counter. I told myself I was going to finish these little projects (this weekend) that have been pestering me for some time. This was one such little pester.
So, screwdriver in hand I marched into the bathroom (with more great intentions) to put this thing up. Which got me to thinking that I really shouldn’t put it up until I painted the bathroom because I’d just have to take it down again when that time came … so, why not paint it TONIGHT?
So, off I went to get paint with the 8 different swatches of yellow (ranging from soft butter to marigold) that I had come to know and love from them being taped on the bathroom wall for the last 2 weeks.
I came home with “dill weed”. Dill weed is not yellow but GREEN. On a whim I changed my mind. In the store it looked fine. Once home, on the wall, it looked insipid. It was not dill weed but more like Granny Smith apple. It was obnoxious in its greenness … and quasi-neon-ness.
Being ever the mixer at heart, I dumped some of the dill weed into an empty paint can and threw some glossy white in with it and came up with what now looks like the color I found on my last loaf of moldy bread. It also reminds me of that green one would find in a doctor’s office in the 1960’s. And since this is not the 1960’s nor a doctor’s office … the color is not so great.
Whatever. I painted a second coat. I painted a THIRD coat. All after I had painted the trim (that glossy white).
In any case, it’s done. My evening project. The brass window handles were taken off and cleaned. New brass switch plates put up. New towels are in place. A wreath of twigs adorns one wall.
It’s okay. NOT what I had in mind … and definitely not creamy butter yellow … but the floor is white and I will paint the cabinets white (now Motel 6 looking cheap oak) and replace the door (which will also be white) … so, I thought I needed more contrast. So, for now – it’s okay but will look better when Stage II is done.
Whenever that may be!
In any case I cleaned up everything and put all the paint away and cleaned the brushes and finally ate dinner and that’s when I saw the damn toilet paper holder sitting on the counter!
I got up and marched back into the bathroom to put it up and realized … I can’t. It’s one of those stick in the hole in the wall kind of holders and there is nothing to hold it in place. Guess that is why it was off in the first place. Wonderful.
So, after all that, the instigator of an evening of labor, the one thing that started it all … is still not done.