Another Mess

I wanted to paint the fireplace again because the paint we used the last time leaves marks every time I move something to dust. Doug bought a new paint and when I started painting, the previous paint began to bubble up. I stopped painting and started scraping up the old paint. That was a pain in the.....rib! I gave up after I scraped up half the paint.
I didn't have to work today and I remembered we have paint remover. After using the paint remover and scraping up the rest of the paint, I was ready to paint. I was excited to have it done before Doug got home.

NOPE! I made a mess and gave up.

First, the paint sucks because it leaves streaks. Second, I couldn't find painter's tape and painted the mantel without it. Then, when I got white paint on the green paint I started mixing the white paint with a dark green we already have. The picture below is the result: Needless to say, I couldn't get the paint color to match and as I was painting the white I got on the green I kept making the mess longer and worse. I called Doug and told on myself, which is generally what happens when I have an extra day off. Did I learn anything from this? Yes, I learned I'M NOT A PAINTER.

Here's my plea to Doug's employer: PLEASE promote him already, so he doesn't have to work 2 jobs! I can't do these things around the house by myself, or at all. I can't build shelves, I apparently can't paint or hang anything without making a mess, I can't landscape our yard, I can't fix our side door, I can't put a new floor in the bathroom, I can't fix the crown molding, I can't replace the windows that have moisture in them.... I feel useless. I try to make our house as nice as I can, but I don't have the skills or knowledge to do a lot of things. On the verge of crying, I'll leave it at that - I don't deal well with messing up or not being able to do something.