I have come to the conclusion that, while I may be good at a lot of things....
putting together ikea crap
changing diapers
cleaning
eating candy
voicing my opinion
rolling with the punches, going with the flow, in general being flexible (ha!)
...there are a lot of things I am not so good at.
Such as home improvement projects.
This week has been rough.
First, I tried to snake my tub drain and the snake got stuck. Thats right, stuck. It eventually came out, but never again will I attempt a plumbing project. Never.
Then I decided to hang some hooks up in the back hall. Kevin is thrilled with the idea. He LOVES hooks. I am not exaggerating. Loves them. Why use hangers when you can use hooks? He has a few in his closet and they usually have about 8 pairs of pants on each hook.
Anyways, before I put up the hooks I thought "Why not patch the existing nail holes?" Which involved touching up the paint. Then I thought, why not touch up the whole back hall? Never did I consider the possibility that the ONLY can of navy blue paint among the DOZENS of cans the previous owners left behind would not be a perfect match. While it wasn't. Close but no cigar.
So now my back hall looks like this.
First I thought, "Hey, maybe it is a new faux finish?"
No. Bad idea. Must be fixed. By someone other than me.
Well, I was looking for an excuse to get rid of those dark walls anyways. Good thing I got a drop on our new carpet so I will have a constant reminder of that color and this fun week.
And good thing we have an awesome painter Jose (<--- Mom, click that link, its for you!).
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