There was a range of emotions and feelings bursting forth today. Most of them weren’t the rainbows and butterflies hearts and flowers happy stuff. There was frustration, confusion, and fatigue coming from all directions. At times, it was irrational, like when I went nuts on the plastic containers that got stuck in the cabinet and resulted in a seven syllable swear word stream that sent Winston running to the bathroom to hide. I’ve been cold for days, which makes me cranky. Or more cranky. You know, if the shoe fits, I’ll wear it. Even the cozy toaster waffles for breakfast didn't help for long.
One source of not-work frustration was paint. Who knew it
was so hard to get paint for a bulkhead? This week was a lesson. The new bulkhead has been primer gray for a while.
As in, an entire year. I meant to deal with it last summer, then last fall, but
stuff happened. Or didn’t.
During the year since the installation of the replacement
bulkhead, color options were considered. This extended to lengthy ruminations
on the adjoining foundation color, currently a dingy looking flat black. Paint chips were ordered online in March and
a foundation color was chosen – Sherwin Williams “Dress Blues.” Progress!
It seems like work needs to be done to the concrete before
painting the foundation. There are gaps between some of the blocks. Some of the paint is peeling.
Anyway, the bulkhead is being painted Saturday morning, thus
the immediate need for paint. Rustoleum was specified for the job. The mission was Royal Blue, as shown in the extensive line of Rustoleum colors. The website of my friendly neighborhood hardware store showed two shades
of blue. The man on the phone suggested a gallon. He also referred me to
another store in town. So confusing.
A trip was squeezed in this afternoon to the local neighborhood store with the not super convenient business hours of 8 am to 5 pm. They had blue. It was in an 8 ounce can, not nearly enough for a bulkhead. The gallon option, recommended by the man at the store, was available only in flat black. It was suggested I visit Lowe’s.
Website checks of the Big Box stores resulted in a trip to the orange one where there was Rustoleum in Royal Blue. In quarts. The neighborhood hardware guy said a gallon, the person painting said a quart, and the Google responses to “how much paint to paint a bulkhead” yielded nothing. There were four quart-sized cans on the shelf at the big orange store and no clerk in sight, which is pretty much the service model every time I’ve been in one, anywhere in the country. The two quarts on the shelf which weren’t severely dented were purchased. Hopefully, it’s enough. A potted mum was also procured because it is yellow and happy looking and sometimes a day needs help.
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| The silver lining. |
Today may have been gray, but the monks make quite a lovely silver lining.
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