February 25, 2012
Deciding on what colors to paint on which parts of the house became tedious. The subcontractors ended up painting the exterior of the house the way I wanted it (almost). But, it was a struggle to get to the end result. The painting process dragged out. I did not like the painters and everybody involved in the project knows that.
I asked that the entire attic vent be painted the exterior trim color. The painter argued with me that it should be the house color. This is when I drove around the neighborhood to see what everybody else did. The builder said, “You’re talking to the wrong guy. That is why I am here.” Yet, the weekend the painters started painting, the builder was in Vegas.
Painting became a sore subject fast. I wanted to get out my paintbrush and Alan would not let that happen: I am a messy painter. Thus, I felt like I had my hands tied behind my back and I learned quickly how much of a control freak I am about my environment.
