under the “my life would be easier if we didn’t care about this stuff” category

Are you getting tired of reading about the kitchen remodel? Because I am kind of tired of writing about it. And I am even more tired living it. EHS (exploding head syndrome) is a daily occurrence.

Remember the painting fiasco adventure? The one where Alex suggested yellow and we ignored her and mixed a delightful-but-slightly-wacky wasabi/green tea/guacamole color? The color we have been thrilled with for two whole weeks?

That would be until the counters were installed today.

Our lovely greenish/grayish with little speckles  counter top. The only option we both agreed upon, and we would pick again. The counter top that looks great with the cabinets and with the floor. But next to the paint color? Not so much. The green gray turns to a hospital gray, industrial without being ironically industrial. For a moment I even missed my white tile.

It’s the green paint. We had a companionable heavy sigh. Steve had a heavier sigh and said, “I feel another painting weekend coming on.”

He pulled out some of the yellow (we had testers in every, and I mean every, color) and painted another piece of  white board.

So much better. Happy, bright, makes the counter look happy. And makes me look happy. And of course, Alex is happy she was right all along.

Steve, he’s at Home Depot tonight. Not sure he’s so happy.

But eventually he will be.

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One Response to under the “my life would be easier if we didn’t care about this stuff” category

  1. Kathleen says:

    oh kim. The more I hear about this the more I think we will have one of those slightly not white shades of wall EVERYWHERE in the age-in-place house (yet to break ground). Standard museum issue wall color. We will then depend upon prints, photos, ethinic wall hangings and lights to set the stage for our ever so decorative selves. Pay no attention to anything Robert or Brendan says about my ability to id colors (there is a reason I dress in black a lot). Of course, given the option for the input from the highly trained artistic eyes in the next generation, it may be hard to resist color. Kathleen

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