No Painting on Saturdays!
Well I suppose we can, but we better have planned it out during the week. Let me back up--we moved here (pop. 7500) from there (pop. 100,000). So far the perks of living in a small town far outweigh the cons. One of the cons being there are no paint stores open on Saturday.
We had decide on two colors for the dining room. A golden browny yellowy kind of color for above the chair rail and a reddish winey sort of color below the rail. So we head out Saturday to get some quarts to test drive the colors. We head to the store we had gotten the color chips from---CLOSED. Store # 2----CLOSED. Drive 7 miles to the next small town (pop. 9500) Store # 3----CLOSED. We then realize, we are going to have to go to the City.
It is amazing how quickly we have become small town snobs. The city is really not that far, and we both commute there for work. So why is it such a big deal today? Maybe we are just weird. I don't know too many couples in there twenties that would purposefully move to a tiny town and then dread going somewhere that not only are paint stores open on Saturday but, stores are open after dark.
Anyway, we get there, order up some paint-we had to do the color matching thing because the sample chips did not come from there. We get home and I am about to explode in excitement to get some color on the walls. We threw a little red on---looks pretty good. Then the yellow......... It is the most hideous thing I have ever seen! It looks like a school bus massacre. Good thing we only got a quart. So we will have to get the yellow remixed. But not today...it is Sunday...and I don't want to go to the City.
We had decide on two colors for the dining room. A golden browny yellowy kind of color for above the chair rail and a reddish winey sort of color below the rail. So we head out Saturday to get some quarts to test drive the colors. We head to the store we had gotten the color chips from---CLOSED. Store # 2----CLOSED. Drive 7 miles to the next small town (pop. 9500) Store # 3----CLOSED. We then realize, we are going to have to go to the City.
It is amazing how quickly we have become small town snobs. The city is really not that far, and we both commute there for work. So why is it such a big deal today? Maybe we are just weird. I don't know too many couples in there twenties that would purposefully move to a tiny town and then dread going somewhere that not only are paint stores open on Saturday but, stores are open after dark.
Anyway, we get there, order up some paint-we had to do the color matching thing because the sample chips did not come from there. We get home and I am about to explode in excitement to get some color on the walls. We threw a little red on---looks pretty good. Then the yellow......... It is the most hideous thing I have ever seen! It looks like a school bus massacre. Good thing we only got a quart. So we will have to get the yellow remixed. But not today...it is Sunday...and I don't want to go to the City.
posted by dandyapple at 3/06/2005 06:50:00 AM
3 Comments:
Sounds like us! We moved from a pop. 100,000 city to an even smaller town than you guys ... 1,900! Eeek. Our paint store/hardware store stays open only till noon on Saturday. *Nothing* is open on Sunday except the Church's Chicken!
We are the same way about not wanting to go to the city, though we commute there every day!
Hey Jessica! Welcome to the world of houseblogging! Your little stone cottage is just adorable.
I'm originally from Memphis (in Oakland, CA now). Where in TN are y'all?
Don't feel bad; we both wanted to live in a small town, and I commute to work in the city. And on a Friday night, the last thing I want to do is go back! Paint, good restaurant, or no!
Welcome to the house community, by the way. Look forward to reading more!
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