Showing posts with label white walls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label white walls. Show all posts

Oct 30, 2007

We Hate White

(on walls)

I have been in homes with white walls where I didn't hate it. Our friend Misa has a very different decorating aesthetic than we do and her white walls seem totally appropriate for her. In my own house they make me depressed. Everything feels cold and flat. So why haven't we painted our walls yet? Shall I recap the last year and a half for you?

Nah. Let's stick to the present. These are my before shots. I want you all to notice the oatmeal colored carpet too, because in just a little while I'm going to rip it out. There is always a little risk in pulling carpet up. We don't know if the hardwood floors underneath are hiding some terrible secret, like maybe there's some crazy hole in the middle of the floor that's been filled in with plywood.

The risk is worth it. Every dog that's come in my house has peed on it in all the same spots Chick peed on it when she was a puppy and we were trying to potty train her. I loath wall to wall carpeting in my own house. I know, you've all heard me say it before. Is all this repetition and the use of the word "hate" making your ears bleed? How about I spread some love? I LOVE hardwood floors with throw rugs. I LOVE color!

Ah, but the agony of choice!

My hunger for color on the walls is clouding my judgment. We tend to love green. So I think we're going to go with the green on the far left in the picture. We've painted every living room we've ever had green. We've always been so happy with it. It's warm and cozy, calm and pretty. Philip is going to do the actual painting tonight. I'm the pro carpet ripper and carpet tacking remover. Philip is the pro painter.

You know what else I have to do today? Make Max's costume and take pictures for a new header for my website redesign. Plus feed the chickens. Oh, and buy paint. And carve pumpkins with Max when he gets home.

I have found out that our Downtown Association is definitely putting on their Holiday Craft Fair this year. It runs for six weeks. What this means is that I have a chance to sell some of my things-make a little money, perhaps? Does anyone have a spell that can conceal from the public my MONEY-REPELLING-AURA? I just got a call back from the Health Food Store too. Isn't that ironic? The chance to sell my own goods is important and I'm not going to miss out on that which means I can't actually get a job until after the holidays. To be honest (and I doubt you'll be surprised) this has lifted some depression from my shoulders.

I also got a booth at the Crafty Wonderland craft show in December that I'm going to be sharing with Lisa E. The booth is tiny, so tiny that we can't both sit in it at the same time, but it's a great event to be included in.

All of a sudden I need to get busy making things to sell. I do have some merchandise all ready to go, but not enough. I'm not sad about it, just wondering how to fit it all in.

I knew that the first thing to do was to ignore everything to fix up the living room. Actually, this living room project is important because it's a good spot to photograph my aprons in, if only the walls were painted. I need a good spot for this because my studio is too cramped for taking pictures of anything but the small items.

So, I had better get my lazy ass moving, huh?! I hope to be able to show some "After" pictures tomorrow. At least of the wood floor. Hopefully of the walls too. We'll see.