Two renovation decisions that can leave you feeling empty.


Have you ever started a large project and completed it without adding anything additional or spending more money than you anticipated?  Yeah, me either.

When we started our renovations, Bryn was the one that removed the trim in the kitchen.  I watched, but I guess I didn’t realize how much work he actually had to do.  

We are getting new floors put in this weekend, and so we had to say goodbye to the rest of the trim.  Now, don’t get me wrong, I could have carefully removed the trim in order to put it back on the wall, but that wasn’t happening. No way. I guess I didn’t realize what I was getting myself into when I agreed to new flooring.

I struggled my way through the entire living room, foyer, hallway, and dining room.

Here is how the color in my living room looked before.


Ahh, I can't wait for this. So. Much. Joy.’s what the removal looked like.


Looks easy, huh?


Not so much.

(Do you see that wall with the wallpaper coming off of it?  Yeah, let's save that for another day.)

This project is not for me. I did get a lot accomplished, but I think the gratification of it will come with time.  I think I will stick to painting for now.

Speaking of painting, I decided since the trim was off, it was a great time to change up the color of our walls.  Although I loved all of our warm tones before, we wanted to brighten it up a bit.  So, I hopped on Pinterest and starting searching.  

I knew I wanted a light gray color.  All sources were leading me to Mindful Gray and Repose Gray from Sherwin Williams. Although I loved Mindful Gray, it seemed a tad too dark, so I went with Repose Gray.  

See this picture from Google, isn't it gorgeous?


I began painting it on the back wall of the living room.  I wasn’t crazy about it, but I knew I had to let it dry and give it some time. I kept painting. And painting.


Finally, the entire room was finished. In that moment, I should have stood there in awe, right?

I didn’t.  I almost cried.

Bryn semi liked it.  My neighbor liked it, and said it looked gray.

To me, it looks bluish. At least on one wall it does. My house is not a cool colored house.  I didn’t want blue.

Bryn tried switching out the light bulbs. He tried making me my favorite food for dinner.  Nothing worked.  I was still unsure.

And I still am.

We went from a messy, torn apart kitchen to a messy, torn apart house.  

I need the house fairies to help me out. BIG TIME.  

Maybe after the new floors are in I will like it?  Maybe it will grow on me?  Maybe if I paint the rest of the house the same color, I will have to love it?

To be continued my friends. To be continued.