While I truly hope all of you were spending quality time with family and friends this Thanksgiving season, enjoying some well-needed relaxation, stuffing your bellies full of mashed potatoes and pumpkin pie, lounging around in comfy clothes watching football – the American version or what the rest of the world thinks it is (USA! USA!) – Tache and I were painting. Painting. Painting. Painting. We painted walls. We painted ceilings. We painted more walls. We repainted walls. We taped. We didn’t tape. We re-taped and un-taped and painted again! Oh yea, and did I mention Tache HATES painting?! It was a lot, but we powered through and are quite happy with the results.
The week before the aforementioned physical labor, Tache made me choose every paint color throughout the house. All of the rooms… all of the colors… all of the decisions… all at once. Okay, people, we have not fought much at all during this house-building project, but this situation brought out the claws. The past year we’ve heard many a story about couples building a house: constant bickering, marriages ending, bodies being disposed of (okay, not really), but Tache and I never saw the sense in all that. Until now: paint colors.
Here was the argument:
- Him: We’re not painting this again!!
- Me: This isn’t fun!!
Needless to say, fun lost and I selected all our paint colors. And, to be honest, I did a great job. Except for one… and we’ll forever remember it as the green room. It was supposed to be a light, happy, sea foam green for my office. It looked okay at first; then the light changed. It became a blinding, neon green, that would drive anyone other than Prince Paddy insane. The color beamed out of the doorway, onto the landing, and over the side of the stairwell. It was bad (and the reason we had to do some repainting). But the rest of the colors look great!!
THE REST OF THE COLORS
Before the painting spree, we had some nice weather so Tache and a buddy focused on the siding. We haven’t been able to decide what we like (or more realistically, what we can afford), so we’re going with the board and batten look (what color — sheesh, can you give a woman some space!?). The guy who bought the cedar trees we fell almost exactly a year ago (see When Your Sister’s a Badass) sold us some of his custom-milled lumber to use as our belly band. We’re doing a 10-inch cedar plank around the house as a visual break between the vertical hardie panels. It’s gorgeous! And VERY local!
When you’re deep down and dirty in the nitty-gritty of the work – on your knees trying to get into a corner, bending awkwardly to fit yourself and a roller in a closet, standing on tip-toes to reach the top half of a wall, stretching far above your head with your arms aching from gravity – it’s hard to find thanks and be grateful. But, Tache and I know all this hard work is going to pay off, and for that, we are continuously grateful.
Not sure how I feel about the color in my bedroom??!! When we get back I’ll bring some color swatches over and we can all discuss. Haha!
Looks great! Keep on trucking!
Ha! Well, we all know where Ryan belongs when he visits…of course in the peacock blue entryway. And, please get a nice big frame for the pic of you with the fume masks on. It will fit well on the memory of the sea foam green office wall!
I love reading your post, Lynds! You have picked some AH-MAZING colors. Well done! It’s all coming together. 🙂
It is looking awesome! But what color did you end up with in your office?