Before and After

As I mentioned earlier, I have been busy working on painting my bedroom.
Here is a "before" photo.


Notice the beautiful ladder in front of the windows. I love that way it filters the light. And the plastic floor covering is great for unexpected messes.

10 days later the room looked like this.
The furniture has been rearranged so that the ladder is off to the side of the windows and the light bulb stands alone to make a statement. The plastic carpet has been replaced with a worn out grayish color with a few stains to give it that "lived-in" look.

We're almost done moving everything back. We tried moving the bed to a different wall, but I think tomorrow we'll be moving it back to where it had been before this project got started.

I'm happy to see the cold lavender color gone. The new color is called "Navajo white." Turns out that it's more of a Navajo yellow. Still it's calm and peaceful, which is what I wanted for the bedroom.

Not Me

I know it's been a while since I last blogged. I'm sorry, but I don't have a good excuse reason. I've been busy painting the master bedroom. I'll try to post some pics tomorrow. So stay tuned!

I've written "Not Me" posts in the past. These are posts where I list all of things that I haven't done and would never do. For example:

1. I didn't leave my cell phone on while I was volunteering in my son's kindergarten class. And it didn't disrupt the class by ringing during reading time. Then I didn't fumble with the buttons so that I accidentally answered the call (instead of silencing) and then immediately hang up on my friend. Then my friend didn't call back and the ringing didn't disrupt the class again. And when she left a message, my phone didn't start chirping to let me know that I had a message waiting because I had "missed" a call.

2. I didn't return my friend's call and leave her message and then have my bluetooth accidentally dial her number 3 more times. And then I didn't immediately hang up so that my friend doesn't have 1 message and 3 missed calls all from me. (So sorry about that!)

3. I didn't write "Please sit under the chair" on my Japanese quiz this week.

4. I didn't buy 36 boxes of oatmeal at the store this week. (It was a good sale!)

5. I didn't stay up late watching a movie instead of studying for my Japanese quiz earlier this week and that doesn't explain #3.

6. After painting all day, I didn't consider even for a second my kids' attempt to get me to serve ice cream for dinner.

7. I didn't go a week without writing in my blog. Real bloggers never do that.

8. I didn't dip my hair into a can of white paint while painting the window trim.

9. I didn't drive 20 miles to Krispy Kreme for a box of donuts. Two weeks in a row.

10. I didn't wait until 12:30 to take a shower when I was scheduled to volunteer in my son's classroom at 1pm.

11. I didn't take my son to the wrong ice skating rink to go ice skating with his cub scout den.

These are all things that I would never do.

Whatever You Want

Recently I picked out some new bedding for the master bedroom. Before I purchased it, I dragged my husband to the store to get his approval. He looked at it, shrugged and said, "Whatever you want is fine with me."

We bought it and brought it home.

The master bedroom has not been painted since we moved into this house three years ago. I want to paint it soon. I started looking at paint samples that will go well with the new bedding. I decided I want to paint the room a boring beige color with white trim (to match the rest of the house). I asked my husband what he thought. He said, "Whatever you want is fine with me."

I have already painted a few rooms in the house beige. So far each beige room is a different shade of beige.

I opened the bedding in the guestroom and took out the comforter. I thought the colors in the comforter went really well with the beige on the walls in the guestroom. I don't know why, but I asked for my husband's approval opinion. I didn't want to hear the same, "Whatever you want..." I was surprised when he said "The beige color in the guestroom is too purple."

Okay. I guess that's better than hearing, "whatever you want is fine with me." I'd rather know that he doesn't like that shade of beige very much before I paint the bedroom the same color.

I thought about the color a while. I looked at more paint samples. Then I thought, "The beige in my son's room is a nice color." So I asked my husband what he thought of that color. He said, "That beige is too dark."

Hmm... It doesn't look too dark in my son's room. But again, I guess it's good that he has told before I paint the bedroom that he doesn't like that color.

I looked at more paint samples. I searched for something beige that's not too purple and not too dark. I picked one that was very similar to a beige in the small downstairs bathroom. So again I asked my husband what he hated thought about that shade of beige. "That one seems too light" he said.

I think I may have liked it better when he said, "Whatever you want is fine with me."

A Busy Week

On Monday I started painting my son's room. It has taken a lot of my time. On Thursday my son fell on the playground at school. He broke his arm. It has taken a lot of my time.

Hopefully next week will be better and I can blog again. Or maybe I'll have to wait 4-6 weeks when the cast comes off. Or maybe when my son turns 18? I hate to think that I might have to wait till after college graduation for things to get easier... Do things ever really get easier?

I really need one good thing to happen. Just one little thing... Here's hoping the ortho doctor I have to take my son to see on Tuesday is a cutie!

Home Depot

On Saturday I went to Home Depot and bought 3 gallons of paint. One was the for the ceiling. The other two were for the walls (I'm re-painting my 6 year old's bedroom this week). Which of the following do you think happened?

A. I had so much fun buying paint at Home Depot that I wanted to return. So I didn't buy all 3 gallons at once. I decided to buy one gallon for the ceiling and one for the walls so that I could stop in the middle of my painting and go buy another gallon of paint.

B. The guy working in the paint department wanted to make sure that I came back, so he sabotaged one gallon of the paint I bought so that I would have to return for more paint.

C. Train A was going 70 miles per hour headed west. It was stopped in the mountains for avalanche control. The tank holding (my) paint froze. Paint doesn't freeze well. Actually paint doesn't melt very well. Home Depot sold the once frozen paint to me on Saturday night. The guy working in the paint department thought my paint looked a little lumpy and warned me that a tank of paint had frozen and I should check my paint when I got home. When I opened the can of paint it looked normal. When I poured the paint I learned that once frozen paint lumps sink in a can of paint. When you pour this kind of paint into a tray, it looks like pancake batter (I wish I had taken a picture!). Lumpy paint is not good for your walls.

D. When you return lumpy paint back to Home Depot, they don't compensate you for your quality control efforts. They don't care that you had to drag your 5 year old out to the store while your paint brushes are still covered with paint and probably all dried up now. Home Depot doesn't care that you spent all afternoon picking globs of paint off the walls and cursing Home Depot every time. Home Depot doesn't care that you might be late in picking up your 6 year old at the bus stop.

I would like to believe the answer is "B." But I would be wrong. The correct answers are "C" and "D."

I can't wait to continue my painting saga tomorrow.