Painting - done.

So this weekend went in painting the basement. It was a lot of work. I dont like painting that much.

We were going to paint the basement a dull yellowish beige colour. Anyway I go to sears to find the right shade and turns out sears doesnt do paint anymore.

Then I go to Rona - and find this Anthony Bourdain look-alike who is very abrupt in selling paint to me.
I panic and time is precious and I have to make the decision to get the right paint. I choose a yellow.

I take it home and we paint the bedroom - it looks like a canary yellow. It was supposed to be a pale yellow. So everyone panics and gives me the look. (Never choose paint colour for your in-laws house - nothing good can come of it.)

I am like - it is supposed to be pale not canary yellow. No one believes me.

We ended up finishing the painting using the same yellow - hoping that it dulls with time. Besides, the basement is dull and gets really depressing in winter so - it actually looks very warm. Who cares what my in-laws think of me. If they dont get me now - 7 yrs into the marriage they will never get me. So I am done the painting.

Ceiling needs to be painted - but I will not partake in that.

Painting

So we moved out of the in-laws house in February.

We have to paint the basement we lived in - as we said we would. I still want to do it. I dont mind at all.

Here is what gets me - my mil has been nagging me in a very passive aggressive way to paint the basement. I dont mind the nagging so much as much as the passive-aggressiveness. I hate passive-aggressive people. I just hate it.

Its like you dont have to balls to come out and say what you really want - but you dont want to let it go either.

Anyhoo, this weekend is designated to be the painting basement weekend. It freaking sucks. I hate painting. It always seems like it will be a lot of fun but never is.

Oh well. Much rather get it done and over with.