September 05th, 2017

We are doing the very thing I dislike most in my little world right now.  That's right, we are once again, living in chaos. 

Everything is higgledy-piggledy, shoved wherever it would fit to make room for painting and all that requires.  Ladders, cans, brushes and rollers and roller trays as far as the eye can see.  Newspapers, paper towels, plastic bags and blue tape lay here, there and everywhere.  There are tubs of spackle, screwdrivers and sand paper sitting in corners and I can't find anything I'm looking for.

I know I've whined before about painting so I won't do another refrain of that.  Today is about doubt.  We chose the colour after much thought and consideration.  We even, eventually, agreed upon the colour.  And now that it is on 3/4 of the walls we are experiencing some doubt.  We were certain at one wall. We were positive at two walls.  Three walls began the hesitation and now that it's a new day, looking at it in the light with the eyes of a brand new day, we wonder if it was the correct choice.

I suspect that part of the doubt is seeded in the fact that the colour chosen is such a total departure from the previous colour.  Well we hated the colour that was in that room so I suppose that's a good thing.  And then of course, it's not a colour I, personally, have ever selected for any room I've ever painted (and they are legion!) so perhaps that's part of the hesitation.  And then there is just the newness of it.  As with most people, change can be a struggle.  And yet that newness, the differentness, the unexpectedness of it is what we were looking for, so what is our problem?

Personally, at this point, we have so much time and effort invested that I'm thinking, just finish it.  Just do the doggone job and be done with it.  I can be practical to a fault.  Tim is more about being open to possibility.  Bless him for it.

So far I've managed to not spill any paint and dripped very little.  I finished up the day with none on my clothes or in my hair.  I got none of the new paint on any furniture, the floor, the rug or the ceiling and the neighbors dog is paint-free.  This is a new level of painting cleanliness for me.  Let's hope the trend continues.

And things being what they are, and me being the one doing the work solo today, I plan to finish taping the other side of the room, painting the edges yet unpainted, and maybe even doing a second coat on some of delicate, not-so-easy to paint bits.    I think I'll be fine with the colour once I get used to it.  And that just comes with time.

Or maybe I just want my room put back together again and things where I can find them!  By the end of the week I am planning to be able to say, Another Job Well Done!  Woohoo!