Since we’ve moved homes, we had to redo the kitchen. We did have a perfectly functioning kitchen but Hubby wasn’t happy with it. Our last home reno unleashed the inner decorator in him and the kitchen had to change.
New counters, appliances and backsplashes later, we’re still ‘fixing’ the place. And by we I mean Shane, a lovely, very, very patient, handy man who listens to my hubby’s ideas and tries to bring them into the realm of reality.
We’ve got the counters on, backsplash done and appliances in. Last week, Shane started to paint.
We had selected a colour back in the summer. We took tons of samples, moved them here and there and everywhere and compared them under every light imaginable. We eyed them with careful eyes looking for any hints of an undesirable shade and discarded accordingly. Finally, there were only two…and then, incredibly, only one. Shane took it to the paint store, got gallons of the stuff and slapped it on the walls.
Paint colour is a lot like monkeys, neither can be trusted. I’ve seen innocent shades of white turn to pink once applied to a wall. Instead of the lovely, foggy shade of white we had envisioned, our walls came out a light, Easter egg blue that made us cringe.
Desperate to fix things, Hubby came up with his the idea of an ‘accent wall’ and dragged the hapless Shane with him to the store to consult with the paint rep. The paint rep being only fourteen, they turned to the internet. Between them and Google, they came back to the house with gallons of a darkish grey-blue.
When I came home, delighted with the fact that it was Friday and we had power, I found that my house had transformed into a multi-shades of blue. Since the walls curve in different angles, the sun changed the hue on the wall until they looked like different colours. The result is that walking into our home is a lot like going to Sea World…only with dogs instead of whales.
Thing is, we still have to paint the bedrooms…and Hubby, never one to fear colour, has decided the shade of the moment is no longer blue but green.
Hubby did know he had out done things because after Shane departed he asked, ‘are you going to post this?’
I told him definitely not.