To balance the scale a bit, I ended up returning the purse. I've come to realize that Eric will NEVER buy the bike he wants if I keep buying ridiculous, selfish, lovely, wonderful purses. Eric NEEDS to get a bike. I do not need a purse.....(can you tell I'm trying to convince myself?)...
Sigh. Farewell, purse.
Anyway, I had a lot of fun painting the back bedroom. I had been wanting to do the ceiling for a while since it had a black ring around the fan from when we replaced the light fixture. But, after I painted the ceiling, the walls looked really terrible in comparison so I decided to paint them too! I went for a light grey. Now, I know everything in our house seems to be going grey, but here are some "inspiration" pictures so you can get an idea of what I was shooting for....
....I'd never have black walls - yikes! - but our bedding is very similar to this, and I really wanted our Lebowski rug to finally find its forever home in this room.
The only thing is...the grey I picked wasn't quite as light as I thought. I literally stopped half way through to freak out a little bit. It was DARK.
Ok, so it doesn't look as dark in the second picture. I'm going to blame the sunshine pouring in, but these are my "freaking-out-what-have-I-done?!" pictures.
After I finished painting, I went and ate dinner and sat on the couch for a bit, hoping that the paint would somehow dry a different color and that I wouldn't have to redo the work I had just done.
When I finally worked up the courage to go back in, I was still a little concerned. However, after moving furniture around (and a quick trip to the store for curtains, curtain rods, and picture frames), I finally started to like it. A lot. And then not so much. And then pretty well. I keep changing my mind. It looks ok.




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