So we got this crazy cool propane heater to help with the cold. But, I think this week, the cold has gone to another level. 5 degree wind chills are not effective for painting…even with 50,000 btus.
Here’s somewhat of a look inside at the flame…kind of like the ambiance of a fireplace, but much louder.
Last week I had to paint the metal flashing. One side only. The husband and I? We had a little miscommunication. Men and women have very different ways of hearing, obviously. Later, we discussed what happened. This is what we both agreed we heard on the day in question:
Tyler: “I need you to paint these pieces of metal. They are white. You are only need to paint one side.”
Jenna: “If they are already white, why do I need to paint them?”
Tyler: “Because they are going behind the pieces of siding.”
Jenna: “Okay.”
In my head, I thought he told me to paint them white, when he told me they were white. Since Tyler told me they were going behind the siding, he thought I understood they were to be painted red-like the siding. A very Alice-in-Wonderland Roses situation.
So I proceeded to paint a bunch of metal pieces white, on one side only. (Getting white paint all over myself). Which required a little bit of work, because I was trying, desperately, to paint them in a manner that would make them look good. Paint brushes left lines in the paint on the metal. So I went for a sponge after some trial and error.
The next day, I found out I painted the entire lot the wrong color. Tyler told me this amidst trying to stifle his laughs. It had been such a stressful week of me trying to learn to paint “correctly” that I did not find his laughs helpful. I was devastated that I messed something up…again.
So Tyler repainted.
In the end….we just ended up using unpainted metal pieces behind the siding.
Go figure.
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