Him: "Are you sure the kitchen walls are Egg White? We also have Egg Shell."

Me: "I'm positive. Absolutely positive."

Him: "I don't know. This doesn't look right."

Me: "I painted both sides of the wall the wrong paint color before. Do you need me to go pull up my archives for you?"

Him: "Okay, then. Egg White."

And then I stomped back to the foyer to paint the space next to the baseboards the WRONG COLOR OF WHITE.

Make it stop. Just make the painting thing stop. Guess what I'm doing tonight?