I Don't Even Know Who I Am Anymore.
my new backsplash, makes me want to change everything up.
I'm crazy full of new ideas, and the biggest one is paint.
And that's the whole dealy-o right there! Shouldn't paint be the easiest, cheaper-ish things one can do to one's home? I have wanted to repaint my main floor for a couple years now.
What's stopping me if it's easy-ish and cheap-ish?
18 foot ceilings. I finally measured.
I feel trapped by the very reason I bought my home: a big open floor plan with vaulted ceilings. It's what I love about it, 'cept now I feel like I can't change my paint color any ole time I feel the urge.
And then after said backsplash,
I was like all, "I'm not letting high ceilings stop me from doing what I want!", you know, like all empowered 'n stuff,
and then I let the hubs know I was doing it, and he put his foot down right then and there.
"You are not painting these walls by yourself. You are not painting the stairwell so you can fall and kill yourself. Forget it." (not a direct quote)
So here we are again, at this impasse. Like Cher, I felt impotent and out of control.
Just so we're clear, I've looked into scaffolding, those little mini cherry picker thingies you can rent (that's the technical term), and I've had a professional give me a quote (just in case you're like me and you always want to hear the actual numbers-- what people paid for their house, what they make, and other similarly socially "tacky" questions of the like, the quote was over $800 just to do this room, the stairwell, and the small, high entryway above what I couldn't do by myself).
I talked with the Daddy-o about scaffolding options, and it was like I could hear my mom in the background-- "Oh Mandi please, your paint color is just fine and can't you sit still for 5 seconds?"
Except I don't know that she really said that. But it sounds like something she might at least be thinking. In a nice way, though.
And I was dead set on picking out a creamy gray color. And everyone's doing Grey Owl online and it looks fabulous in pictures, so I was just "sooo sure" it was all going to be totally perf in here,
And thank heavens I only picked up a sample of it and went nuts on a wall or two instead of the entire kitchen (side note, thank heavens you are not here in my home right at this moment because to the left of this pantry is this monster mess of chinese food. It was like we were throwing ham fried rice everywhere).
Anyways, as I was saying, thank heavens for this small sample because I DO NOT LIKE THIS COLOR PEOPLE. It is wrong wrong WRONG.
It is so wrong. I love it in The Lettered Cottage's house. I love it on the interwebs. In my warm, very bright house, it has a strange blue-ish hue that does nothing for me.
Just believe me. Nothing. For me.
And you know what else? A friend said to me, "So, gray, huh? Are you just doing gray because it's so popular or is it because you truly love gray?"
I have no freakin' idea. I don't even know who I am anymore.
Wait. Wait-- yes I know who I am. Let me tell you who I am. In an annoyingly roundabout way.
I walked through a Parade of Homes home, and it was kind of my dream home. Picture it--
Dark floors, lots and lots of white moulding, black touches here and there--
nothing but soothing blacks and whites with grays here and there. The grays were nice, but it was all about the blacks and whites. Just like piano keys.
Contemporary Living Room by London Interior Designers & Decorators Boscolo Interior Design
Gee, you've never heard that before. You're going to have a heart attack and die from that surprise. You wouldn't be more surprised if you woke up with your head stapled to the carpet then you are right now.
I told the Daddy-o that, during our scaffolding convo. "I just really really like blacks and whites" I says. And he's all,
"Well I worry that style will go out and you'll regret your decisions",
and I'm like,
"But that's the thing it's really not in style. I just like it."
And the Daddy-o got all "oh wise one" on me and said,
"Well I guess that's your answer. You do what you like."
And. . .
I don't know what this means in regards to painting-- gray paint? White paint? Professional or scaffold rental?
Gee, you've never heard that before. You're going to have a heart attack and die from that surprise. You wouldn't be more surprised if you woke up with your head stapled to the carpet then you are right now.
I told the Daddy-o that, during our scaffolding convo. "I just really really like blacks and whites" I says. And he's all,
"Well I worry that style will go out and you'll regret your decisions",
and I'm like,
"But that's the thing it's really not in style. I just like it."
And the Daddy-o got all "oh wise one" on me and said,
"Well I guess that's your answer. You do what you like."
And. . .
I don't know what this means in regards to painting-- gray paint? White paint? Professional or scaffold rental?
Contemporary Living Room by Saskatoon Interior Designers & Decorators Atmosphere Interior Design Inc.
But it might mean I need a horse head.
But it might mean I need a horse head.
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