True Love

I am in love with my walls. After a painstakingly long time of scraping popcorn off the ceilings of my soon to be bedroom, after deciding to texturize the ceiling so the flaws would not show and taking ages to do that (it's like painting glue and sand on the ceiling), and finally painting the ceiling white twice to cover the sand color, I finally started painting my walls with color this week. And today, I fell in love with the walls. I painted the upper portion a tan-gold color, which alone is kind of ugly, but then painted the lower portion with a hot chocolatey-color brown, and then after it dried, I sat on a chair and stared at it all. It looks fantastic. The brown makes the tan-gold pop, the entire combination makes me feel all warm like I am sitting at camp in front of a fire with a hot drink in my hands. I am going to love sleeping in my room.

My husband says color will not affect him at all. He likes white walls. I think he will love it when it's done. Especially because it will be hard to get me out of the bedroom at all!!!