Not much actually happened while I was away riding 150 miles in France and tending to my French spider bite. I thought the house might have somehow pulled itself together, but no such luck. The interior trim (chair rails, windows, ceiling moulding) etc. took longer than expected. The man doing the trim has a reputation for being very meticulous, and he takes his time. We even have trim in the closets, which seems a little crazy -- trim for those with OCD. It all looks beautiful, however. Nothing else could happen until the trim was installed. Once the trim was finished, the painters could move in. I believe they are finishing up today.
And Wowza- the soft, muted Butter Up yellow that looked so innocently yet warmly understated on the color chip looks like Insane Clown Posse Electric Tingle Yellow now that it's up almost everywhere. It was a shock to walk into the yellow yesterday after weeks of looking at white sheet rock. I love, love, love our green bedroom, and I think our blue great room and dining room look good. However, I couldn't stop thinking about all that yellow everywhere else. Rhett likes it, and my friend Kim assures me that it won't look quite so bright once cabinets, furniture, etc., go in. I'll post some pictures at http://picasaweb.google.com/brownlot65
Rather than pay to repaint, I will learn to love my yellow.
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