I’ve been gone, perhaps a bit longer than I intended. I’m sorry for that. I think the 9/11sies grabbed hold of me and wouldn’t let go. I wasn’t off moping or feeling blue – in fact, I was off doing things! Fun things! But when it came to writing in the mornings…something just wasn’t there. Something that first wasn’t there on 9/11 and then every morning thereafter. More of a Writer’s Meh than Writer’s Block. I’m back now, and there may still be dust bunnies lingering at the edges of the writer’s desk in my mind, but we’re just going to keep swatting at them and try to push through (what I hope is) the last of the Mehs.
One of the projects I was working on while I was gone was neatening up the last of my bathroom project. It wasn’t much, just a re-painting, but it’s made a world of difference. Kim and I worked on it just before she left, and it’s taken me more than two weeks to pull down the rest of the painting tape and get rid of the paint sample jars and rolls of tape and bits of this and that.
Before…oh jiminy cricket. You know what I forgot? I forgot the before pictures. (Let’s pause for a moment while I glare at the dust bunnies.) Hold on…I think my sister sent me some. Ah, yes, here we go. Let’s try this again… Before, my bathroom was painted in a very pale blue. The faintest of blues, really. I was going for a barely-there look. I wanted my bathroom light and airy, and I was possibly going for a New England beach-house feel. You know – the nice, light and airy kind, with almost a farmhouse-type feel. Not the tacky seashell kind. In fact, I think Kim and I only painted it barely-blue last summer. I know we did, because Kim helped me choose a color, tape off the room, and then left me. I painted into the early morning hours the night she left. That’s why I was so adamant that she help me this time, heh. I needed her extra height!
That second pic is a bit dark and looks vaguely like the after pics, but trust me – it’s barely blue. The barely blue that was barely working. I just wasn’t feeling it. And that was how Operation: We Have To Paint SOMETHING While Kim Was Here was born.
We thought we’d go for a taupe color that would go with the grey-ish Wedgewood blue in my bedroom, and still pull the browns from the wood and floor in. Kim tried three or four different samples we bought at the big orange fix-it store, but none of them worked. So she tried a sample that I had left over from the Scrap Room re-do: Graceful Grey. And it worked!
And boy did it:
Nice and cozy and somehow perfect. I like the bathroom so much better. That color just hangs right on the wall, and makes the whites pop. The barely-blue didn’t pull anything together. At all.
It wasn’t the renovation of the front room like we wanted to do, but it inched my house just one room closer to where I want it to be. And then I am never, ever going to paint again. The end.