Vic has always been a great painter. She goes to other people’s houses to paint. I think she could have been a professional painter. Over the years, we have worked our way through each room in our house to repaint or redecorate with wall coverings and paint colors.
This story is a good one. We had just redecorated our basement, and put in new carpeting. Vic had painted down the stairs to our basement to cover up the old dark paneling. That night she left the paint can semi open at the top of the steps. In every house, there is a place that people accumulate junk. The doorway to the basement and the top of the stairs seems to be one of our places.
That night the door was shut, and either the door or the cat "Evil Kitty" knocked down the paint all the way to the bottom of the stairs. There was white paint on the walls, and on the new carpeting (in puddles). The carpeting was 3 days old. In the morning, Vic went to let the cat out from the basement. She quickly shut the door after seeing kitty prints all over the stairs (Evil Kitty had walked through the paint!)
Every morning, my usual routine is to get up, shower and shave and get ready for work. Vic or I will usually go down stairs to get Tommy(Me) a fresh pair of “Under Bunders” and other articles of clothing. This morning, Vic was unusually helpful, and made sure that morning there was no reason under the sun that Tommy needed to go down stairs to get anything. Of course, I didn't notice anything unusual, becuase Vic always acts different at time without reason. What is normal anyway?
The second I left for work, she headed for the garage to get our live saving contraption called the “green machine”. If you don’t know what one of these is, then you don’t
know what life you are missing. It’s a little spot-cleaning machine for stains in the carpet. I think the carpeting should have been professionally cleaned, but Vic did all the clean up work without me knowing. Vic has become a professional at hiding the bad from Tommy.You are wondering about the headline “Title” of this post? That’s the punch line to a funny pun. Here’s the beginning:
The New Pope wanted to get the living quarters paint color changed quickly before he moved. The maintenance monks (MM) didn’t have enough of the color the Pope wanted, so they thinned it out. The thinning was a poor choice, because the old color showed through the new color after drying. The MM knew they were in trouble, so they went to confession and confessed their sins. The title is what the Pope said after their confession!
