Paint

I am a bit later than I thought I would be today as I have been mucking around with the paint we have.  If you want a note as to why I am late this is it.
We received a phone call last night asking if we had any paint for a little job.  It was too dark to follow it up last night, so we did that this morning.
We have heaps of paint.  It is like some of it came out of the ark as it is old.  We have culled what we thought was not worth keeping as it was a tiny amount as well as being as old as the hills.
We are still left with a lot of stuff.  Some old and some new.  Bought for here and where Merril used to live, my dads paint, Merril’s dads paint and stuff left from where I used to live.
We found what was needed but I did have a drama.  When I found something useful I opened it to check it and in putting the top back I  broke the top.  Not a good look but worthwhile for a couple of reasons.  It really goes with what I believe about even seemingly bad stuff working out to have a good outcome.
I needed to find another container.  Fortunately, Merril had got some for just that purpose so I stirred up the tin of paint to transfer it into a new container.  I really did not anticipate ever saying it but as I looked at the paint I though, “beautiful paint.”
Another little lesson for me was that although the container was old, the contents were beautiful.  That had me thinking how that is like people.  Sometimes the container is old and decrepit but what it contains is beautiful.
The whole process got me thinking of a better way to display the paint, so we don’t have to move heaps to find what we are looking for.
So that is now my mission this morning.  I will rearrange the paint tins.  I have a place for it all and it is just a matter of rearranging.  Should take about an hour I reckon.
Anyway that is my note.