Colour me Shiny
08 Nov 2011 Leave a Comment
When we bought the house I knew I needed to get rid of the colours on the walls, I just did not know how bad it would actually be once the old people had removed their old furniture. Almost unbelievable they sent a message that they are very sorry but the movers damaged the walls mmmmmmm I don’t think so.
Before
Typical male The Husband went out and bought paint because I said I wanted to paint, right? Yes I did, but not straight away while your parents are visiting, you are travelling to Moz and while I am settling down!
The product of The Husband’s need to buy paint.
Now apparently this is a very good paint. Good and Shiny. I don’t do shiney.
I can see myself on my walls shiny paint.
Guess where I am spending my free time these days. Hardware shops. Where bored old men go to get away from their husbands. And don’t think that anyone in those hardware shops are actually helpful. No, all they are considering is their commission, trying to get you to buy as much as possible.
Tonight I am armed with samples, never buying again without seeing it on the walls first.
