Today started out so well. I took the girls to the doggie beauty parlor and they came home beautiful. I got 3 loads of laundry done, finished power washing the back patio and all the deck furniture, washed the front door, stoop and sidewalk, went to the store and found the perfect shade of red for the front door, and applied 2 coats of paint. That's the good part.
There were a few mishaps along the way.
I accidentally got too close to the house a couple of times with the power washer and now have a couple of spots to touch up. They're very small - almost imperceptible - but oops! Good thing they left me a 1 1/2 gallons of extra paint.
In power washing one of my tarps, I accidentally blew it apart. Oops!
The paint didn't stick to my front door. Apparently my pre-primed door has been hanging too long without paint and the primer doesn't work anymore. I stupidly turned down the suggestion from the clerk at Home Depot to buy a quart of tinted primer because I figured a quart should be enough for at least 3 coats on a front door. The paint just peeled right off as easy as you please. Tomorrow on the way home I'm buying the tinted primer. So no pictures of my beautifully painted door today.
While I was letting the paint dry, I fixed some rissoto in the micorwave and it boiled over. Anther mess to clean up. Oops!
As bad as all of this was, the worst - and the funniest - was my dog Rosie. She's my old 14 year old and is mostly deaf and partly blind. When I'm home, she likes to sleep close by. She has a difficult time negotiating the stairs. The front door is on a landing with stairs going up and down. Sensing I was on the landing, she came half walking and half sliding down the stairs, narrowly avoiding disaster.
I quickly gathered up the paint can, rag, roller and brush and moved them aside, but I wasn't quick enough. She sat down in the paint tray. Her right front paw, butt and tail are now a lovely shade of red as are a couple of the stairs going down. I wiped as much off as possible, but I'm afraid most of it will just have to wear off with time.
I guess if you're going to have a dog with a red ass, Rosie is an appropriate name!