We had to buy more paint on the weekend for the never-ending saga of repainting the house. I, er, I didn’t cover myself in glory. We’ve been using ‘Whisper White’ on the inside walls and two brands offer that shade. Dulux and Taubmans.
But we’ve been using British Paints external matt white on the outside of the house and, well, I got it into my head that we were also using British Paints Whisper White inside the house too. Even though there is no such paint.
Quite the man-tanty, let me tell you when I tried to convince Jane she was wrong-wrong-wrong.
I only conceded in the end because I thought the $200 spend would be worth it to be proved right.
All the way home I was virtually hugging myself, thinking, this is gonna be so sweet.
Right up until I got into the room with all the old paints.
Fucking Dulux Whisper White.
The real question is, do Dulux still do the tins of jelly beans and how many did you get?
You're still at the stage where you think you can outsmart one's wife???
Sucks being gypped out of a glorious gloating day because of faulty memory. And to be reminded of it every time you look at the damn walls
Miss Jane was right, and Mr Squiggle was wrong eh?
See the key survival takeaway here is if Mrs Birmingham is quite convinced of something, to the point where she will not entertain doubts, this might be a sign you need to entertain some doubts on your own convictions, lest you be proved embarrassingly wrong. OR you should secretly google to verify your conviction before you choose that particular hill to die spectacularly on 😇
condolences on your loss :)