Sometimes, you can be dissatisfied with a painting, feel it to be needing something. You put it aside.
And suddenly, it tells you, "I do not need anything else." It's ready for a coat of varnish. I forget if we were headed to Québec, New York or Vermont. Either way, I think it was the last such road trip we took. "We" being me and C.K. (no, not the comedian).