Rarely does my family see the changes coming. I suppose they could calculate how busy I am, what deadlines and projects I am dealing with, when I work outside our home, when I am home waiting for payday with paint in our basement just waiting for me. If I put my paint clothes on early enough in the day and they see, they might suspect something to be different when they come home.
I've been thinking of neutrals a lot lately. Or maybe it is my maturing color palette (or my color-sensory boredom with winter cloudy blahs?) that craves change.
So it is different. The trick is to get enough done during the day to turn it back into a functioning feeding station by dinner time!
3 comments:
Ah, the nostalgic memories of previous iterations. I will miss our dramatic dots, but I like the new warmth and depth of the creamy ivory and silverish thing you have going on.
Hope you put of photos of how it looks finished!
What? How did I miss this when I stopped by. Must come in the back door next time!
I loved that there was always change in our house. Room for more beauiyling.
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