23 April, 2003
Can of paint: 1
I was trying to clean out my garage this weekend. I’m supposed to be getting a new garage door on Thursday and I had to clear it out enough so the installer could work. My mom (bless her) came over to help. I had just wanted her there for motivation (to make sure I kept working), but she couldn’t just sit there and was a huge help. At one point, we were moving some paint cans. I dropped on. It landed upside down…with the lid off. Perhaps my garage was feeling jealous of the rest of the house – the garage is the only room that’s white. All of the other rooms have color. So, it bribed the paint can to get a splash of color (purple in case your interested) on its floor.