Pfft

Snow was minimal. Wind was impressive, and streets were icy this morning. Had to go slow, and some folks don't understand that, as per. By the time I got off this afternoon, it was too warm for hat and gloves, and the coat was too much in the car. I opened the windows waiting for a long light, and aired the place out. Streets were not just clear, but in many places, dry.

Took out six empty paint cans to the bin. I don't think they are accepted in the recycle, sadly. I save the gas of a trip out to the dump, at least. And remove a fire hazard from the basement. More shifting when I got home, so I can get more dirt cleared and paint down, boxes cleared. Dull work, but to a purpose.

Dylan's decided on a golden yellow for the music room, and I have to agree. It will glow in daylight, and make everything more visible with the red night lighting. Will use the same color for the shopcombo.

I don't care what the designers say... correction, I resent designers as a whole, and violently object when they recommend dark colors for walls in any room in a house. Backstage at a theater, maybe. I care what they say, and want to slap them for it. At least white is... can be functional. Can't say it's nicer, just brighter. That's just an apartment dweller for decades in revolt against eggshell walls and beige carpets. Ugh.

I am not neutral about my walls, damnit.

Got off work very early, and it doesn't break my heart.