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I’m repainting the basement floor… which is a stupid job if I ever heard of one.  First of all, the floor was just painted a year or so ago when the basement was remodeled.  Second, I didn’t care for how it came out then—the color is sort of muddy clay brown, which on clay looks good, but on our floor looks sort of shoddy.  I need to redo it anyway, at least in my studio section, as everything is up off the ground right now and I want to have it looking nice when visitors arrive next week.  If I am going to do something different, I need to redo the ENTIRE floor, which I don’t have time or energy to do.  That would involve essentially evacuating the basement.  Third, it shouldn’t have to be redone but needs touch-ups as the tape that attached paper to PROTECT the floor during the most recent remodeling work, PULLED up the paint.  Irony.  Fourth—I just feel like a big old dumby as I arranged babysitting to get the kids out of the house this morning to enable me to paint the floor.  Out the door they went, off to the zoo, thrilled out of their minds.  I too, thrilled out of my mind to be able to work in quiet, hopped down the stairs and grabbed the brushes, rollers and other painting supplies…. but wait.  Where is the paint?  Whoops.  Here I am ready to paint the floor.  But I have no paint.

Here is my conclusion:

• I am spending my time fixing something that shouldn’t need to be fixed.  Tape pulled up paint on a floor?
• I am spending my time fixing something with a product that didn’t work in the first place.  Tape pulled up paint on a floor?  Certainly don’t use the same paint the next time!
• I am spending my time fixing something that I didn’t love the first time around.  Really, shouldn’t I do something better the next time?  Oh no.  That would take too much time.  Instead I’m sure I will just have to repaint more of the floor next year.
• I’m going to go buy a gallon of something to fix a tiny space where a pint might do.  Now I will have another spare gallon to use up in the future… even though I don’t even like this color.

=  I suck.

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