
So I go to the box where I keep all my paints and brushes, untouched for a couple years.
It's gone.
I then do what all co-habiting people do when they've lost something. Rather than actually look around for it myself I shout for help.
"Christie, where are my paints?"
"You threw them out in one of your clear out rages. Remember when I asked you if you were sure you didn't want them any more?"
"Er..."
"All gone, honey. All gone."
So I painted the above image. In Photoshop. Damn it....