Some things you can never be the best at.

This weekend I took on a project at the house. For many years as a renter I long awaited to become a homeowner and work on 'MY' house. The day came and it was a bit harder and less motivating than I thought.

Our front door was due for some attention. I spoke to the wife and we decided to get it done before the holidays. We went to Loews, picked out the paint, called a friend (who knew what he was doing) and began the job on Saturday. The first steps in sanding the door and frames were tedious. Inhaling dust, the physical activity left me nautious and a sore back. (so much for my age) Once that process was done it was time for painting. (anyone ever painted a door?) I hate painting, let me repeat 'I HATE PAINTING'. With many things in life I accept the fact that I will not be great at. Painting is one of them! No matter how concertrated I am, I always screw up.

Two days later. The job is done, I look at the work with the dogs. (both of them thought is was great) and wait for the wife to come home. (she did not think it was great) In the end, i am sure it looks fine but my commitment to it was to be the best. It is like what dad always says, 'Effort counts'. In this case, the effort to call someone to do it would of been the 'best' end product. I learned my lesson again.