August 6 May Flood Damage Repaired

The May floods claimed my small outside detached office and back garage.  It’s been a process to get everything repaired and ensure the flooding doesn’t ever happen  again.  

Landscaping has been removed and apparatuses installed on the roof to divert the rain.  The office now has two new walls, one rebuilt, and new windows.  In the interim, all the office contents were hastily stored in my garage, so the carpet and other wet contents could be tossed.   

There were many other lives much more greatly affected than mine.  My damage was just an unplanned and non-budgeted interruption.

I decided since the floor is bare and contents evacuated, it was time to paint before moving everything back in.  It is August in Texas.  So, this past week, I’ve gotten up shortly after God, hoping to have a little cooler temperature to paint in an non-air conditioned space.

Not much cooler but, to be fair, it was cooler than 2 o’clock in the afternoon.

Yes, I know I could hire someone to do the painting but I like painting, and I save money if I do it!  This was an unplanned expense, not covered by my homeowner’s insurance (it was a flood).  Painting gave me lots of time to think.  

Every early morning, I could hear Dad in my ear saying, “Get up!  The office won’t paint itself!”  My Dad was a home builder and the detached office was where he bid his jobs, figuring out costs, running the old fashion adding machine.  When I started my business, I took over his little office, painting the inside of his built in cabinet doors hot pink!

Painting was a process of prepping, cleaning, getting ready.  Day 1:  I prepped the two new walls with sealer and texture.  I absolutely love spray on texture.  Day 2:  I cleaned and painted the two new walls and started the built in cabinets.  Day 3:  I finished the built-ins and painted the ceiling.  Day 4-5:  I cleaned-up.

While I was painting the ceiling, it doesn’t surprise me that I got a little inspired. 

There are many parts of painting a ceiling:  you, the paint, the vehicle of administering the paint (the roller brush on a stick) and the ceiling.  The part not moving is the ceiling.  Let’s break it down.

Let’s start with the paint.   I was raised by my Dad all things repair, so I used paint I had from remodeling the house 4 years ago.  It was good paint and went on smoothly but I also bought premium paint 4 years ago.  Some paint is cheap and runny, more of it splatters than gets on the walls or ceilings.  Cheap paint requires multiple coats and frequent baths.  My Sherwin Williams paint was STILL amazing.

Then there’s me.  I wish as a kid I would have known how many walls and ceilings I would paint in my lifetime.  I could hear Dad again, “Honey, don’t push so hard on the roller.  Lightly, lightly.”  Or “try to get a little less paint on the roller and you the next time.”   If you’ve never met me, I’m short.  I was 5’3” in junior high and I’m still 5”3” many years later.  Reaching the ceiling, even with a roller extension, is challenging but that’s the purpose of toes and step stools.  

I use what I have (toes) and can supplement (step stool) and the roller-brush-on-a-stick.  I’m pretty sure the roller-brush-on-a-stick was invented by a short person who was seriously tired of getting up and down off the ladder.  I do suggest making sure that the brush is SECURELY screwed into the pole prior to administering paint to the ceiling.  I am my best source of entertainment but it does create a mess.

Most importantly, cover your hair when painting a ceiling.  It’s a little thing called gravity and some of the paint will fall on you, little spots everywhere on you.  Also, do not paint with your mouth open.  I did wonder how they found out about lead poisoning from lead based paint.

Back to my analogy.  Now the ceiling, the receiver of the paint.  Paint sticks better to ceilings if the ceilings are cleaned of cobwebs and dust first (step stool and broom).  Paint also sticks better if it’s the right paint.  I tried painting a ceiling once with the wrong paint.  Did you know flat paint doesn’t work well on enamel?  I do now.  I learned my lesson and the right thing was applied to this ceiling.  While I was painting, I continuously checked to make sure it was even and I didn’t miss any spots.  There’s nothing worse than finding spots AFTER you clean the brushes.

There are so many personal applications.  

Remember how our parents told us to be careful who we chose as friends.  When we interact with each other, sometimes we are the painter and sometimes we are the ceiling.  And sometimes the paint is cheap (bad choices) and takes a lot of applications to attempt make it right.  

If as an employee (roller-brush-on-a-stick), I chose to not honor my employer (the painter) with diligent time on the job (the ceiling), then there is no reason to keep me as an employee.

If as a leader (the painter) I chose the wrong message with my attitude (cheap paint) to share with my staff (the ceiling), the affect requires much more work and results in high employee turnover.  

If as a speaker (the painter), I give the wrong message (cheap paint) to an audience (the ceiling), time has been wasted and bad reviews will ensue.  

I challenge you to make sure those you spend time with encourage you to be the best you, not the worst you.  It’s a lesson for adulthood, as well as childhood.   

You always have a choice.  I am truly blessed to have great long-term friends, as well as colleagues, who truly encourage and support each other.  If you don’t, it’s time for a change.  Again, it’s simply your choice.

Yes, I have been accused all my life of over thinking, but I had plenty of time to do so.  At the end of my time each of those mornings, I was soaked from the heat.  Determination to get my car back in the garage got me out of bed early.  Perseverance kept me from quitting before my daily goals were finished.  Common sense and a desire to not have heat stroke did prevail when I needed to take a break for cooler air.   

Good old fashion, roll up your sleeves work, getting dirty, grimy & smelly in the process, was good for my soul.  Now, I have to move everything back in!