In which we learn that no matter how careful you think you're being with color choices, missing one little thing can create a whole new project.
After spending a weekend that was dominated by much dithering and changing my mind, and much going back to look at the colors one more time in the sunlight, or the afternoon light, or the cloud cover light, or the artificial light of the lamp in the ceiling, I finally chose a paint color.
Luckily, I did this before the painter arrived. By about ten minutes.
I was blessed with a delightful painter --- every bit as pleasant as the "General Contractor's" representative. These are two guys I'd love to fold into our group of friends.
Of course, painting meant two days of thorough discombobulation, as the living room and sun room had to suck in their tummies and pull everything away from the walls. That led to some furniture slipping into the kitchen. All of the curtains came down and draped across the sofa.
I spent some time thinking back to my last painter experience (three years ago), and lamenting that I'd not found this fellow then. He covered as much wall in two days (more like a day and a half) as the other guy covered in two weeks. And did a better job!
When my two days were up, and we temporarily reassembled the living room (knowing that in less than a week the carpet would be coming out), I discovered that decision making was not over.
All that dithering.... All that looking at paint colors in sunlight and lamplight ... all that holding paint chips up to furniture, and the sunroom curtains, and the kitchen tile and the throw pillows .... and I forgot to check the paint against the living room curtains.
The paint and those curtains should only ever be passing acquaintances. How I could have imagined that curtains which looked smashing next to our dark ivory walls would look good next to our much lighter purple walls is beyond me.
Sadly, local purveyors don't seem to want to carry curtains in purples that go with our walls without making the room look like a child's bedroom. I've tried to take pictures, but none of them seem to want to reveal what I'm actually looking at. So far, I've brought home two (different) pair of purple curtains (one more or less opaque, and one with "burn outs" of leaves that turned out to be all but transparent), one pair of whit curtains (that seemed like a good idea but were so not) and, at first, a pair of green panels. We've got four windows, so for a day, the room looked a bit schizophrenic with a different pair in each window. Three of those went back, and we're now testing out three different greens - two solid and one patterned.
Green?? you say? Why GREEN? well, our couch had some green, and there's this green chair. And Golf Pro finally admitted that he, too, kind of hated the way the couch looked (and the hodge podge look of our living room that was pieced together like a grad school student's furniture). I hauled off and bought a sofa cover, which doesn't quite get the job done, but leaves only the back pillows to be their other coler. That's green. It goes with the chair. So... green.
Luckily, at least some of the panels that are leaving the living room will be moving to another room -- one that has been pining for curtains, and for which the realistic expectation is that the Dwarrowdelf curtains are a good 18 months away. The library window will be NOT bare before the month is out. Others may actually move into the dining room (contiguous with the library).