Like everyone else in the world (and on Pinterest), I'm on a gray kick. I adore it. I know it's a fad, but it's classic too. Plus, we won't live here forever. Gray now. Something else with a new house maybe. Who knows. I may carry gray over to a new house too. I'm a risk taker like that.
So gray. I've spend countless minutes at Lowes searching for the perfect shade of gray. Not too dark, but dark enough to not look like a big dingy ugly wall. While there buying paint yesterday, I switched colors at the last minute. I thought the other would be too blue, so I went with a darker, greener shade. Guess what? It's still effing blue. Shit.
As you can see from the first picture, the house is currently a lovely shade of buttercup-ish yellow/beige/crap. I hate it. The ENTIRE effing house is this color. Omg. I'm drowning in this shitty shade of paint. It seems like a rental house. It's not. But technically, Bob hasn't really been here for the last 4 years because of his job. Now that I'm here, shit is changing. Quick. And Bob's on board. Thank gawd.
So here's my progress so far. Only one coat. And it's a weird time of day. All the light is coming from the back. And it's a shit ton of light. But as you can see, it's still effing blue. Now that I'm thinking about it, painting our little archway may not have been the best idea. There's no direct sunlight. I probably should have painted a living room wall first, which is where I primarily want this color. Crap. Oh well. We'll see what Bob thinks when he gets home.
