We are nearing the end of our massive remodel in Southwest Florida, and we absolutely love love love every change and improvement we made….

Right up until around 3:45 yesterday.

That’s when I returned home from an afternoon at the movies and saw the completed paint job on the exterior of our home. What we were going for was that happy Florida feel that would make you want to celebrate living in perpetual sunshine and ask for a refill on your fruity tropical drink. What we got was a hideous abstract rendition of what the Smurfs village would look like if you were able to sneak up on them and drive over them with a lawnmower. A blue nightmare.

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Blue

Nightmare.

And it’s the color we chose, so this is just going to be one expensive do over that will surely please my wife and all our neighbors who have to be wondering what the hell we were thinking, and I just don’t have a good answer. Here’s my next big fear….

Dude, you have got to get it right now or you’re going to become your painter’s retirement plan. This is such a horrific color I’m thinking of raffling off chances to my neighbors and possibly everyone who uses my street to walk their dog, jog or just randomly drive by and just let them pick a color. Honestly I’m pissed off at my HOA for signing off on this color selection. What good are they if they don’t save me from myself? Outside of providing some uncanny ability to protect your home from raging fires caused by government death rays, I just don’t think this blue is going to grow on me. I may just go with white.

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