Watching Paint Dry

That’s what I did this weekend. Well, first we painted, obviously.

To Ryan’s chagrin, I decided to paint the living/dining room this weekend. I JUST painted the bathroom a few months ago, but somehow I forgot how much I dislike painting. I forgot about all the moving of stuff around to get to the walls and dealing with dropcloths. I forgot about all the cans of paint and primer that have to be housed in the kitchen until the project was over. We decided on grey and yellow. Well, I pretty much let Ryan pick the final ones. I wanted grey for the long wall and he picked the accent color. Between you and me, I wanted green. It’s yellow. Oh well. At least there’s a fresh and clean coat of paint (I initially typed “pain” which is actually correct) on there. I also had visions of stenciling something super cool on the walls. I proposed hexagon stencils and was met with this:

He said they reminded him of science (?) or honeycombs. So I gave in. Even though it meant dying a little bit inside. Compromise…boo.

Here are so pix of the final product. It’s still a bit of a mess, so I could only snap a few.

The “foy-ay” (meaning the pad of tiles in front of the door):

The Mystery poster on the grey wall. Have I ever showed you guys the Mystery poster? My mom gave it to me years ago and I LOVE IT! Along with Masterpiece Mystery, obvs.

The FABULOUS Liquor poster on its yellow wall:

I’m still going to look around for stencils. Maybe I can wear him down…

Oh, and keep your eyes peeled. Tomorrow there’s a big announcement!! And, no, I’m not pregnant…

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2 Comments

  1. The Wife
    Posted May 29, 2012 at 3:44 PM | Permalink

    Congrats on the awesome paint job, and also on not being pregnant! (It would be quite a waste of your snazzy bar set up if you were…)

    I love that deep grey color.

    • Lizzie
      Posted May 29, 2012 at 3:50 PM | Permalink

      The whole pregnancy thing didn’t even occur to me until a friend of mine text me and asked if I was pregnant. The first thing that came to mind was “who have you been talking to and did they actually say I was that fat?!” What is wrong with me?

      The grey is really pretty. It’s dark, but not TOO dark so as to look too mancave-ish.

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