Useful things

Sharry and I are painting a room downstairs, a dark rich red color named "Hawaiian Cinder" (it's maroon, in guy terms). While prepping the room, I had to get something to cover up a table which we were putting paint on. What we decided to use was one of the most useful things that we have in the house, a bright orange blanket given to us for free, and that we have complete disregard for.

A few years ago, Sharry and I went to a Microsoft company meeting at the Mariner's baseball field. It was done in November and quite cold, so the company thoughtfully gave use some blankets to wrap up in while listening to how this was the year we were going to ship Vista (although that's not what they were calling it then). Anyways, we got given a couple blankets each, and we gave back one each for the homeless as we were leaving but kept two since we thought they were neat.

Anyways, I think it's quite amusing that the things that are the most useful in my house are the things that I just don't care about. Beat up coffee mugs with chips in them are used to paint with, to drink from, and so on. Blankets that are too ugly to be cherished are actually used for picnics, or to protect the seats from the dogs, or use when we paint. I think the more I value a thing, the less I want to use it and the less useful it really is.

Thought of the day I guess. And the red color in the room rocks. It's really awesome to finally have a dramatic color in the house, and I think Sharry and I really compromised well when we were picking colors. It's nice when things work out.