You obviously never learned how to paint a room as a husband. You hit the curtains on your first attempt, then she never asks you to paint again and hires a professional. No painting for life
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THAT sir, was my dad. He would "fill the brush up with as much oil paint (back in the day) and slop it on. Drove my mother crazy, he would have a puddle of paint all along the floor where ever he was painting moldings etc.
He did that sort of thing a lot, always set expectations low so that he wouldn't be asked to do it again, and he wasn't. Smart man.
I'm a good painter because a relative of my ex-wife was a painter so he taught me how to "cut in" etc.
My wife didn't like the color that I picked, her tastes in such things are different than mine. lol