Last summer: Wife looked at the walls of her home and saw that they were bare and was displeased. And wife spake unto husband, saying, “Let there be color.” And husband said, “Okay, when it gets cooler and I’m not busy with the yard and stuff.”
Last November: Wife saw that it was cooler and that husband had more free time and said again unto husband, “Let there be color.” And husband said, “Okay, after Christmas.”
And it came to pass that the holidays came and went.
March: Again, wife said unto husband, “Let there be color.” And husband said, “Okay, but let’s wait till we get back from vacation.”
July: And wife said unto husband, “LET THERE BE COLOR, DAMNIT, OR ELSE!!!” And husband trembled with fear and scurried to Lowe’s to pick up two gallons of Pirate’s Treasure and one gallon of Grape Gusto.
And wife saw that there was color, and that it was good. And there was peace in the kingdom once again.