We met with our painter yesterday. Quite a character. He was expecting us to give him two or three shades of "White or Almost White" from his thin pamphlet and he would be done with us.
Man was he was wrong.
We were his worst nightmare. We showed up with a list of colors that would make a rainbow turn green (or purple) with envy. Every room and hallway is a different color.
Or two.
He's going to start painting today, and it will take him a week and a half of taping and rolling before he gets to leave. I can't wait to see what the whole thing looks like when the dust settles. We took some dramatic chances...
We were pretty surprised that he agreed to do all this painting, he was clearly not expecting such picky and demanding customers bearing paint chips.
On the down side though, we were looking forward to Ingrid flying in to town to help us paint. Now we'll have to think of another excuse to get her here.
3 comments:
Just try and keep me away! I was looking forward to painting, though.
How are you at landscaping?
Ingrid can come to my house and paint! All meals and beverages included. You, too, D and H.
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