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.