I was just reading Denise's blog http://lifeatthewaldens.blogspot.com/ and it reminded me of myself picking out paint. I love colors. However it presents a problem when I'm trying to make up my mind or I know exactly what I want.
One day I was at the Ace hardware picking out the perfect paint for the door of my cottage. With all the colors to choose from I was trying to make up my mind between "marshmallow pink" and "angel pink"(fictitious names). I was walking back and forth and comparing them to the sample of wild plum which was on the rest of the building. It was fun. I was lost in my own colorful paint world.
Then I noticed a lady who was obviously from a farm or ranch. She had that no nonsense look about her and wore a smashed down hat and belt that she had to have to keep her jeans up. She was looking at me with a disgusted look (I wasn't holding her up or anything, I had told the clerk that I'd let him know when I needed help). When he asked her if he could help her she almost glared at me and told him "I want some green paint, just plain green paint!"
I finally got the perfect pink paint and I chuckled about her all the way home. Diane