I think half the point of painting a picture is that you don't know what will happen. . . that if painters did know what was going to happen they wouldn't bother to do it.
We spend January 1st walking through our lives, room by room, drawing up a list of work to be done, cracks to be patched. Maybe this year, to balance the list, we ought to walk through the rooms of our lives. . . not looking for flaws, but for potential.