This week has consisted of a whirlwind of activity. Steve and Joanne came in on Sunday and have been painting non-stop. We’ve had our living room, kitchen, bar and part of my office painted. That might not sound like a lot for four days of work but a lot of the work was deciding on colors. At first the living room was too peach. Luckily on the second try we got the right color (they were smart and only painted one wall so we could decide if we liked the color). The kitchen is a cumin/pumpkin color with a shade darker glaze/rag roll technique. Joanne said the glaze took five hours for the both of them to complete.
I’ve always fancied myself as not-too-picky. Well, my office has been the room from hell to paint. It first needed to be primed, which Steve and I did on Tuesday night until 1:30 a.m. I wanted a light sage/grey color. Joanne knew exactly what I wanted and wound up trying three different colors that all came out too dark. She finally went much lighter and painted one wall last night. It looked like a pastel blue to me (I think I’m slowly inheriting my Dad’s color blindness). I’ve been told it’s a very light sage grey. I woke up this morning and looked at it. I see more grey now. I think I’m seeing blue because the yellow is still showing through the primer on the other three walls and pulling a blue out of the newly painted wall.
My Mom and Joanne painted the kitchen bar last night. I’m calling the color chocolate. I’m sure I’m way off. It’s probably known as “pink” or “any other color but chocolate”. It’s brown and it makes the bar “disappear”, which is the effect that Joanne was going for. I’m really pleased with the work that my in-laws did for us.
So Elise’s parents are leaving this morning and my parents came in yesterday afternoon to spend the weekend. My dad hates painting so it’s looking like Elise and I will have to learn how to paint double quick. Dad is probably up on my roof right now with a chainsaw, pruning the oak tree in the back yard.
Owning a house is great but sometimes you just want it to all be done with. We still have miles of wall that need painting. Our bedroom and guest bathroom are blood red. I think those two rooms are next on the hit parade.