When we bought our first tiny house in Tacoma Washington (bk-before kids), the paint started peeling on the outside. It was guaranteed not to do so back came the painters to re-do the job. Vern went of to work not knowing that painters were arriving that day. In fact, I did not know they were coming. We knew what color we wanted to paint the house but----------------the painters arrived and informed me they were painting that day and I had to choose the paint from 6 choice. Of course not one was what we wanted. Vern could not be reached by phone and of course there was no such thing as a cell phone. Really, we had only land line phones. If you left your home or office no one could call and bug--oh excuse me--no one could reach you by phone. I also do not remember if there were answering machines but I know we did not have one at home. I chose the color all by myself and the painters painted the entire house.
So hubby is at work and gets a ride home. He told the driver friend to stop at the bluuuuuuuuu------house and the house was olive green! His friend must have thought Vern was crazy!
What a shock! (It was almost like the shock when I painted the bathroom lime green when Vern left for work one day. My parents were coming for the weekend. It was bad so Vern had to wallpaper part of the bathroom to help offset the shocking green before they arrived.)
So, this time the shock is not bad but we still think we are at the wrong house when we arrive home. The bottom half of the house is not done but will be some type of brick or stone. I am so glad the brown is disappearing after over 20 plus years in this house. Oh, we did plan to change the siding on the house and we both knew when it was happening