The past three weeks have been filled with hectic craziness. The girls went to Pennsylvania to spend some quality time with both sets of grandparents. That left me and Earl with what should have been a nice, relazing break. Not!
I frantically crammed and read and wrote many a page for my graduate class - and it paid off with a very high A!
We closed on our new home on Friday, June 25th. It was a frantic SPEED closing! But at the end we were given the keys!
Too bad that didn't mean our house was "done". When we closed our wood floors still needed to be repaired, along with a short list of other things that are slowly getting worked out. Still, everything else aside, we are so excited to finally be living here! It's been a long haul, and traveling back and forth from the rental to this house for the daily check had been quite time consuming. Since we have been the official owners of this house we have tackled spackling, painting, chair railing, knob installing, curtain hanging, and a multitude of other home-ownery stuff. The painting, of course was the most exciting. And stressful.
From the beginning, when our home was just some lines on paper, I had been looking at paint samples. I thought I had it narrowed down to a certain color about a month ago, but when we had real walls to hang our tiny samples one, it no longer seemed to be the perfect fit, it looked too orange. That led to another search, involving just about every paint-selling place in the area. We bought sample cans and covered walls, but nothing looked right. Then we got the bright idea to mix two colors, and the result was just what we wanted! Even better - I had snagged a color card on a whim during one of our many trips to the hardware store and low and behold - it was a perfect match! So off we went to Home Depot (they have the best paint) to get our paint. Lots of it. Four gallons to be exact. (We wanted to make sure we didn't have to make another trip.) We get home, we start painting (actually, I start painting, Earl was tackling the ceiling fan). As soon as I open the paint can I can see the color now looks all wrong. We were back to too orange!
Long story short - I hated the color, but we forged ahead and painted the living room anyway (using only one can and barely dipping into another), hoping that it would magically turn into a more subtle color as it dried.
It didn't.
Still, time was of the essence, so we left it as is. Fortunately, once we got our furniture moved in, (and painted the kitchen a complimentary buttery yellow) the colors all came together and now it looks great!
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