Inconvenience

I had a plan for the day today. I don’t usually have one – which might be obvious to someone reading this blog. But today I did – and a good one. I was going to paint the little 3 x 5 ‘water closet’ room in my master bath. (I didn’t say it was a BIG plan, did I?)

I collected the paint, brush, pail, and ladder, and all the other accoutrements of the job. I laid out the drop cloth, taped off the trim, removed the switch plate. The cats nestled into the plastic on the floor to watch.

And then I opened the paint can. Pink! I didn’t want pink. I wanted a deep, dark red.

So much for The Plan. I have to take the paint back and try again another time. I am feeling more than “inconvenienced!”