Last week, I made a run to my friendly, neighborhood paint store, and asked if they could recommend someone with a máquina pistola - No, I wasn't requesting someone with a machine gun - Rather, someone who has a paint gun. With a compressor. Capable of professional results?
Sim, Senhora. He is busy this week. He'll call you próxima semana. Well....today was my lucky day! Mr. Machina Pistola did indeed call - came by to inspect the projects - and promises to return tomorrow to paint the chairs AND the beds!
Maybe I'm getting a bit worked up over something seemingly minor (that hasn't yet come to fruition), but when you live outside the conveniences of the USA, you learn to better appreciate the small stuff.