"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anais Nin

"I feel like love is in the kitchen with a culinary eye.
I think he's making something special and I'm smart enough to try" -- Obstacle 2 - Interpol

Sunday, July 20, 2014

My living room swims and other stories

  This week was spent acclimating to Ohio again after an extended vacation in Montana.  It didn't help that when I pulled back into the city the air was so thick that you could easily take a shower while unloading the car. Come on Columbus, enough already with the two thousand percent humidity! Don't get me wrong. I love this city. It's got a lot going for it....including one hell of a good food scene. I could just do without the humidity.
  Anywho, I arrived back in Columbus hoping that my living room/dining room had a fresh coat of a new color on its walls. It was a sad moment when I unlocked the front door and realized I still had pecan pie colored walls.  My friend and super duper handyman Jeff was backlogged and had to push back my paint job a bit. This ended up working to my advantage because it gave me time to change my paint color  yet again.
pecan pie walls
  Before I left for Montana, I chose a color. I felt pretty confidant about my choice but several friends indicated that it might be a good idea to actually try a few samples on the walls. Finally I caved and had four samples mixed. I tried them on my walls and felt very indecisive indeed. Here's what I was looking at...
choices, choices

  Needless to say, I spent, what felt like hours, staring at these paint colors trying to make a decision. I called everyone I knew into my living room and asked them to give their opinion. Finally, I made a choice... a choice that was different from the color I first picked. I was content. I left for Montana.
  Then I came home to pecan pie walls. I felt as if my walls were taunting me, challenging me to make another choice. So I spent some more time staring at my walls. In the end, I went with my first choice - Swim - top left.
  Jeff made time in his busy schedule and my front room was painted this past Wednesday.  And I have to say, I love it! 

  And just because I love it so much. Here's another view....


  And still another....


  I guess the lessons learned or relearned from this grand painting experiment: Trust your instincts. Have patience. And, if you are not skilled and able, pay a professional. Remarkably, these individuals can do the job quickly without making a mess. Most importantly, there are no tears! 

8 comments:

  1. Finally! You got rid of that dreadful brown. I can't tell you how long I have waited for this moment. Now our relationship can move forward.

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    1. Wow! I had no idea that it was the brown holding us back. You could have said something;)

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  2. It looks so light and airy, love it!

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  3. I miss you Jess!

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  4. Jess, did you buy your couch at Pier One? I think we have the same couch!

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    1. Yes it is. Oh, that's funny! I had my eye on it for a long time. I wanted a sofa that was not cream colored.. to be more dog dirt friendly:) I love it!

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