Executive decision

I'm stopping. I'm gonna ask Jason to do the top. But I don't think I've left an unreasonable amount of work.

Jason's reaction

So last night I called Jason on his way home to prep him for what he would see. (especially since he said something about being exhausted because work was crazy.)
I assured him that this would be my project, not his. (except for cutting in at the top). I also told him it was green. And not a subtle green. And I said I was nervous about his reaction. He tells me that he's surprised I'm painting but he's good with it.
Then he got home.
He came in, saw it, and said nothing. He walked closer to the wall, as if he was inspecting it, and said nothing.
I feel that there is nothing more passive aggressive than silence. Jason would tell you he's just a quiet guy or that he's worried about saying the wrong thing and starting an argument with me.
I'd rather argue. Let's have it out and get some resolution. Silence makes me have to guess what you're thinking. And I get all worked up about what I think you're thinking, so we might as well just have it out.
I asked him what he thought and he said, "it's fine." Grr. Another response I don't like.
And really what frustrated me was that I had told him I was nervous about his reaction, and he couldn't even work up a fake "I love it."
So I said, "I'm sorry you don't like it. But have faith. It'll grow on ya."
Silence.
Then at dinner, I told him I was frustrated with him and that I was sorry that I painted a bedroom without talking to him first. But then I said that most guys don't care if their wives paint a bedroom. (I'm not sure that's true, but I threw it in there.) And that he needed to get over it.
So he says that he's sorry if I am upset by his silence. His silence meant nothing. It's only paint.  He said we could always prime over it and paint it again.
To which I almost said, "AHA! So you want to prime and paint over it. I knew you hated it!" But I let the very small mature part of me win and I kept my mouth shut.
Anyway... Obviously I moved forward with the painting, and I like it. And I'm the one sweating and covered in paint. So my opinion matters most. :)

I feel like I've gotten a lot done this morning, but that's largely due to the fact that I've ignored my kids.
In fact, I'm taking a lunch break because I'm not positive that I fed Caroline breakfast.

Taking a lunch break

Painting the walls green... the saga continues

So at 3:00 today I found the color I was going for... And decided to paint a small square which turned into a giant eye-level stripe.



Now you're probably thinking, "If that's the color you were going for, what on earth possessed you to buy the first green?? They're nothing alike." True. All I can tell ya is that the first green looked different on the color card.

Since our walls get different amounts of natural light, I thought I should continue the eye-level stripe right on around the room.



And then to fully commit to the color (as if I wasn't already fully committed) I painted a larger section of one wall.



All of this in the last 2 hours... with this tiny 3" roller that I found. Words can't express the hand cramp I'm experiencing right now.



A couple of things...

1. You probably can't tell from these pics but the color is gonna be good. Don't be shaking your head at me.

2. Jason has no idea that this is happening right now. This is exactly the kind of chaos... (projects that we didn't discuss and that are barely started)... that he's hoping to avoid once I go back to work. Idle time on my hands today. Look what happens. Living with me is an adventure. :)

3. I'm gonna do all of the painting (except for at the top since I'm ladder-phobic) so I really don't think he'll have a legitimate complaint. (Other than I didn't discuss this with him at all and the paint fumes are fairly strong in here.)

4. I may or may not be high on said fumes as we speak.

5. All of this paint was in the small little tester thing I bought at Sherwin Williams. There's more paint in those things than I thought.

OK... gotta get back to painting. The more that's done, the less he'll freak out about it.

Painting the walls green

I want to repaint lots of things but right now I'm focusing on what used to be the guest bedroom.
I'm testing the paint and I don't think it's what I want.



The current color of the wall may be throwing things off. Or I may not be getting good coverage since this is the brush I'm using.



Because unbeknownst to me Jason moved the normal paintbrushes to the top of these racks in the garage.


And I'm too afraid to climb the ladder and get them down. Haaaate ladders.
Which begs the question... How am I gonna paint these 12 foot walls?