Why Do I Put Myself Through This?

So Saturday morning I woke up energetic and ready to get on with the day (actually I was pretty tired because I had to take Cassie to SAT's that morning and I couldn't get back to sleep) and decided that while Mike was doing homework, I was going to do something spontaneous, I wanted to paint my kitchen! I know what you are all thinking right now, you're thinking "Kaci, Kaci, Kaci, did you not learn anything from the whole bathroom fiasco?" I know, I know, but this was going to be different! I was in charge, I knew exactly what I needed, I knew exactly what I wanted and I had the entire day to do it. Plus the fact, that my kitchen is brown cupboards, brown beatboard (spelling anyone?), white walls and just plain boring.

So I get up and start priming the kitchen. I paint all the top cupboards and most of the board paneling. Then after Mike was finished with his homework we went to Home Depot to pick out the colors. I was set, I had the pretty maroonish/redish/brownish really nice color and a perfect creamy/tanish color. We were just about to go over to the paint brushes to get the rest of the tools and then the Little Devil on my Left Shoulder calls (we'll call her Erin for short) and asks what I'm doing. Mistakenly, I tell her that I am being a spontaneous fun woman and painting my kitchen because I can.

Well Erin says, "Well what color?"

Thinking, "Oh yeah, she's gonna be jealous", I explain the colors to her.

"Ewww.... red is so overused! Do something fun Kaci!"

Now I'm a little irritated. I woke up at flippin' 7 AM to paint my kitchen, it doesn't get any funner than that, but being the calm sweet sister that I am, I say "I know its used a lot but it's safe and it will look good."

"Noooo! Paint it like a burnt orange."

"Well, I was actually thinking of that, but I'm a little nervous to do something that crazy."

"Just do it. Oh! Gotta go, poopy diaper."

"Uhhh......"

"Bye!"

(Dial tone....)

Great! Now I have an impatient husband, impatient pooch (who always has to come to the Depot with us) that just spotted a Shitzu, two gorgeous colors and a very important decision to make. Do I go with my gut and paint my kitchen what I know will look good? Or do I stand up to the challenge of being "fun" and making my older sister proud of what I have done? (No rhyming intended)

I have a feeling that neither have taken place.

Please excuse the mess- these were taken as we were moving in.

I give you Exhibit A: the Before Kitchen


Now please review Exhibit B: the After Kitchen/ISU Bengal Cafeteria

***WARNING***
Do not look directly at the walls.


Now, if I could advert your attention (I know, the color kinda sucks you in) to Exhibit C: Not a very happy sister/wife

Needless to say, that color didn't quite turn out like I would have hoped it would. This whole thing I also partially blame on my dear husband. As I was painting the very nice creamy color on the cabinets, I hear the first swipe of the paint roller and turn to see a very shiny, very bright orange, and a husband saying "What do you think?" What do I think? I think it is horrible! I immediately say, and I quote, " Auhhhhhhh!"

I told him, that it is bad and then ask him to put it back in the can and we will take it back and have them add brown or darken it somehow. My dear husband says, "Well I think it will look better if it's a bigger area." So he continues to paint. After one full wall is complete, he says "Now what do you think?"

"I hate it! Take it back."

"I think that it will dry darker, it will look good hun, lets just see what it looks like after it drys."

He paints the entire room.

"I hate it."

Well, call Matt and Krystal and see what they think. Although they hated it as well, they gave a suggestion that we are going to try out.

So, once again, we have started a project and, once again, you will have to stay tuned. I'm just grateful that it is in a room that is not needed for relieving one's bladder.

Wish me luck!!!!