Bri and I got a wild idea to paint the door purple to go with our green house. It's called Rootie Tootie purple. After a couple of coats on the door I sort of liked it. I didn't hate it enough to repaint the door white. Then I got the idea to paint the shutters that same color. Hey why not! Ugh...I hated them. Bri screwed them up next to the windows and bam...we are circus people (as Chris from Notes from the trenches would say.)
Bri heard a lot of...I do not like them...please take them off now...we are the embarassment of the neighborhood....we are those people who paint their houses bright neon green and think it's beautiful...
I was told that he would take them down tomorrow if I still didn't like them. Ellie, our 3 year old, loved them. You can't trust her taste though, she wants to paint the house pink.
The whole next day was spent with me indoors glancing out the windows to see if anyone was pointing and covering their mouths in horror.
As soon as Bri got home from work I stuck a plate of food in front of him with a side of screwdriver. He took the hint and took them down. I was never so relieved to have a plain house. Now I need to repaint the purple shutters white and life will be good again.
Behold the circus:
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