We knew for months our bedroom needed painting. We discussed replacing the carpeting, one of those “when we get around to it” projects. Not any more.
I purchased a couple of large photographs of Lake Como in Italy framed in black lacquer and copper, at a garage sale down the street. The pictures should hide how bad the walls of our bedroom looked. They made the room look worse. It needed some new paint and soon.
The walls in our home, stark white. We repainted a couple of rooms and it took us three months to decide which shade of white we should use.
Several people suggested we should update our house and paint some color onto the walls. However, Richard and I resisted the idea. We loved our white. It went with everything and looked clean.
Enter HGTV, one day while channel surfing we stumbled onto one of their mini-makeovers. They introduced us to the concept of subtle paint colors for accent.
If we went with some subtle shade of beige, would it be too much of a shock to our collective color-free psyche?
After arriving at the paint store, all we could think about—those spectacular copper frames.
“Richard, I know we said we were only going to get beige paint, but what do you think about this copper tone?”
“Fannie, I am so there with you.”
We chose copper and rust tones in addition to the more conservative beige.
The more we looked, the more excited we got. The impulsive thrill, the urge for naughtiness never felt so good.
When we got home we grabbed a roll of scotch tape and started hanging paint swatches all over the room. After moving the swatches around the room several times over the course of two months, we selected the paint.
The paint sat an additional six months in the garage until we gathered the courage to put it on the walls. Spare white paint, our favorite shade, waited in the garage just in case.
On the last two days of December last year we stripped the bedroom, cleaned the dust off the back of the furniture, oiled all the wood, vacuumed the areas where no vacuum traversed in a number of years and removed all of the molding.
“Where do you want to start?” asked Richard.
“Let’s put it on a small wall and see if we like it.”
The color when wet, much brighter than expected. However, it dried into a much more muted shade called Indian Peach.
We put the furniture back in with the artwork on the walls.
“Well, what do you think?” asked Richard.
“Well, now I can’t stand the curtains, they look like worn gold lamé.”
“I think you’re being nice,” said Richard, “we need to get that crap off the wall now.”
A trip to the outlet mall and new draperies.
They made our light fixture look outdated.
“Are you ready for the next round?” asked Richard. “Let’s go.”
In addition to the light fixture, we scored a fantastic deal on carpeting. They installed the next day.
Good heavens was this never going to end?
After we finished redecorating the bedroom, Richard said, “Fannie, you are never, ever to watch HGTV again!”
Now our bedroom looks like a real adult’s bedroom.
“So what do you think, we have over three quarters of a gallon left over, do you want to paint the bathroom?” asked Richard.
The rooms now blend more and this calmed down our decorating frenzy.
Whenever we look at our bedroom, the decorating fever starts taking over and we feel compelled to paint the same color into other rooms.
Fortunately, we can close the door.