And now you know that I am not much of a multi-tasker.
I’d post pictures of my handiwork, but all the rooms I
painted in our home the last four weeks were redone in shades of gray and
white, which is not very interesting. I
might have posted them if I had chosen more attention-grabbing colors, which
was what I decided to cover in the first place.
That would have been more interesting, if you think dings, strangely
colored smudges, and black slashes on walls and ceilings (ceilings?) painted
with jungle animals, goldfish bubbles, and large pastel polka dots are more
interesting than gray and white walls.
Seriously. It was like a game of “what
do you think THAT mark is from” combined with “I can’t BELIEVE that I was so
stupid to paint all this crap in the first place” all up in here.
Plus, who cares what a freshly painted room looks like in
someone else’s house. I am the only one
who really appreciates the transformation, evidenced by the many times over the
past month I have found myself standing quietly in a newly painted room, admiring
the smooth, unmarked walls and letting them soothe me into a trance-like state.
Or maybe it’s just the paint fumes.
In any case, it’s almost finished and I am looking forward
to the new month beginning without a paintbrush in my hand. In all, it wasn’t such a bad way to spend
January, a month which I hate mostly because of the post-holiday let-down, the
terrible weather in our part of the world, and the general feeling of jerkiness
that January seems to possess.
Thanks for hanging in there with me.
You made me laugh with "expose my inner thoughts to random strangers and my mom on the internet." As a fellow blogger, I so get that!
ReplyDeleteI understand the peacefulness that can come in admiring your work and the calming affect your grays can create... with or without the paint fumes. Whenever I get home from a situation where too much was going on, I find serenity in the simplicity of an uncluttered room.
Finish your painting. Enjoy the results. And then start blogging again because we miss you.
"Awwwww, thank you" - actual quote, from me, upon reading your comment. You are very sweet. And thanks.
DeleteThe peace that comes from appreciating your own work is a big deal for me. Luckily, it doesn't take much for me to be satisfied.
Shhh, don't tell my husband.
There's nothing better than freshly painted walls. I've gone through years of trying to find the perfect/interesting wall colors, and I recently realized that white is my very favorite wall color ever. It made me so happy to finally find this out! Well, enjoy the paint fumes anyway. Yummy.
ReplyDeleteI have also come to that conclusion. White walls = never again having to "match" decor and furniture. It really freed me up to get what I like to hang on the walls, instead of what "goes." Because really, isn't the art on the walls what is really important?
DeleteThe grays were my compromise with the kids, who still request primary colors for their rooms. Never again.
I am inspired by your positivity about the painting...we have to embark on that project soon because six years of construction white is a little much. Dings, marks, scratches...even if we re-do a shade of white, it needs to be something WASHABLE! Glad the project is going well!
ReplyDeleteWashable walls are my ticket to happiness. That and frozen Snickers.
DeleteGood luck on taking the plunge to paint over the construction white. Repeat after me: one room at a time, one room at a time.
I love grey and white walls. So classic and pretty and simple. Fine taste, my friend. What a luxury to have so many rooms you can clear some to paint them. We live on top of each other. ;-)
ReplyDeleteThank you. Our gray and white walls are a nod to my extreme craving for simplicity. And it is a luxury to have the room, having shared hotel rooms and small apartments with my family for a week or more at a time. I'm just a complainer. :)
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