It’s been almost three weeks since my last post. Yada, yada, yada. The following is a mish-mosh that could have been three different posts, but whatever.
It was a helluva move. In the rain. With waaaay too much crap.
I’ve already decided that next time (and remember, next time could be in as little as 2 years!) I’m going to get rid of all my crap and only move my grandmother’s antique bedroom furniture and 2 other boxes per person.
Okay, not really. But I’m going to get rid of a LOT of crap. Promise.
So, the move itself was awful, but with the help of wonderful friends and family we got it done. And we’re here. Yay!!!!!
Now there’s the unpacking and arranging and more painting and picture hanging.
And there’s been new furniture buying (leather couch, chair and ottoman) and new grill buying (our old one was disintegrating) and various and sundry other large expenditures (service contract for the renters of our old place, insurance policy on the old place). I don’t like large expenditures. They make me itchy.
And there’s paint color to choose.
And choose we have. The house was painted in varying colors of white and eggshell, with a little brown paneling for contrast. We’ve made some very bold color choices – ones that may give my father (who really went out on a limb when he painted his new condo a very, very, very light tan) a coronary. I’ve already told him about the bright green in Son’s room (his response: “Why?”). The playroom is a buttery yellow – not that bold a choice, especially considering that 80% of our last home was painted the exact same shade.
The guest room is a dusty green – bold only in that I bought 2 cans of different color oops paint (paint mistakes, sold at Home Depot for $5 a gallon) and gambled that they’d look okay combined.
The master bedroom is a goldish-camelish color, chosen in 5 seconds when I opened the color wheel at Home Depot. Scary, that. I was worried when I saw it in the can, but looooove it on the walls.
All of those will likely give my poor father angina. But what’s really going to get him is the kitchen.
We’ve gone for a very orange-red Behr’s Volcanic Blast over the cabinets and on one small wall, and the very mossy-green Behr’s Herbal Garden on the adjoining walls.
The orange-red is more orange than I hoped – likely partially because of the underlying semi-gloss paint. Man, is it orange! I’ve been worried, even considering getting it toned down a bit.
But no. It looks terrific next to the green. It’s bright and happy and bold. All great ingredients for a kitchen.
Bold choices – moving, renting out our home, buying new furniture in a down economy, painting very saturated colors.
Still, best have a chair ready when dad sees it.