A couple weeks ago I convinced Hubba it was time to retire his old recliner.
Like an old pair of shoes he was very reluctant, but finally agreed and we went shopping.
We found 2 matching rocker recliners and ordered them.
I then decided I wanted the living room painted walls and ceiling.
I told Hubba we needed to find some one to do it,
"No", he said, "I can do it."
Granted he is a perfectionist, but a little slower these days.
OK, I went to get the paint.
He started on Thursday and painted all day, it was obvious to me when he finished it needed another coat
So on Friday he got more paint and redid the walls.
He could not see the areas he had missed so I had to point them out and
Saturday after he finished the ceiling I took the roller and redid areas he missed
His vision is excellent, but his color concept isn't and he doesn't see different shades of the same color.
Now that it is finished, he said next time we'll find someone.
Men are funny, just like kids sometimes, you can't tell them anything.