You all are going to think I’ve lost my mind. And, that might be true, but I’m still sticking the “pregnancy-hormones-make-you-do-crazy-things” excuse.
A week or so ago, I posted about painting our master bedroom this rich blue:
And, two days ago, I started painting it . . . . this color:
It’s Shoji White by Sherwin Williams. I know, I know. But, after living with the blue swatches on the wall for a week or so, I started to feel like it might be too much. Considering how much more chaotic our lives are getting ready to be in another few months, I kept finding myself drawn back to images of calming, neutral rooms.
This will be the first time I’ve ever had a white room in any of our houses. What does that say about me? I’m getting older? More nervous? Less brave? I don’t know. White actually seems like more of a risk to me. The paint job should be finished by the weekend. So far, I love it.