The sheetrock guys have done what I’ve asked them to do, and then some, so now the walls and ceilings are ready for paint. The last time I bought paint for these walls, the color did not match. Maybe it wasn’t the color that was off but, instead, the type of paint. Maybe not. We’ll see.
Anyway, today I went down to the paint store and bought one gallon of a grey Benjamin Moore eggshell interior latex. The name of the color is Sterling; its Benjamin Moore paint color code is 1591. It is just a light grey paint. But apparently that grey pigment hides gold. Serious gold. Gold as in Fort Knox gold. I say this because this one gallon of paint cost almost $52. For that price, it should affix a coat of itself to the wall in a seamless, no-drip fashion. But it won’t.
So either I will or someone else will. Someone else being a paid painter, not my wife. My wife has made it clear, for years, that she does not do anything remotely resembling “handyman” work; she’s never said it in so many words, but it’s clear, nonetheless.
I have the ability to do it, but it’s best I don’t. Doing the job well requires considerable patience. When I patience was passed around in the delivery room at my birth, it was given to the wrong baby. Somewhere there’s a kid (yeah, a kid..like me) whose patience is exceeded only by the Buddha and here I am, a kid who got an overdose of impatience, exacerbated by bad temper.
So, I probably will give the responsibility for making the best use of that gallon of gold to a professional painter, someone whose talents and skills are exceeded only by his patience. Armando, the guy who did some work for me recently, may be just the guy.