A little while back (and for a while, really), I was debating room color choices for our second to last major space in need of paint. Whew. There has been a lot of painting in our house in the last year and a half.
Where did we start?
We started with stained peach walls. Very glamorous. To be fair, I actually liked this peach color with our light yellow-ish curtains. It was kind of a sweet combination. Just the same, the stains and tons and tons of nail holes meant that paint was needed at some juncture.
These are the curtains that used to be in the room. Whew! There’s nothing quite like peach walls with bright red curtains. But we quickly changed the scenery with some new paint–Benjamin Moore’s Dark Pewter, to be exact (although I bought the paint at Lowe’s, who had the formula in their computer):
And I have to say, I love it. Sometimes it looks like a clean navy blue, sometimes it looks very grey, and every once in a while it looks kind of teal. It’s a keeper.
Sure, there’s still a pile of stuff in the middle of the room that I need to deal with. Since this room is currently in need of a purpose, I’m okay with the pile. It holds blinds we’ve taken down from other rooms and journals that spare no embarrassing detail about my emotional life from ages 6 to 26 (when I got too lazy to share my deepest feelings with a piece of paper). Should you keep a 1/4-full journal? Or a dozen 1/4-full journals? I’m not sure.
Anyway, the walls are lovely, and there isn’t a single stray nail hole in sight.
Why no curtains now? I tried to hang them, I really did.
I decided to use some extra curtain rods from our last house to avoid buying new curtain rods. So far so good. I even decided to hang them up despite the fact that the hardware for those curtain rods doesn’t quite match (one set of each, not different ends on the same curtain rod).
Then I realized that we only had one set of finials. Oops. Looks like sometime in the last few moves, a set of finials landed on the roadside. Or something.
And there the project halted. I’ll get some spare finials someday, and the empty room will be 1% less empty. In the meantime, I just open the door and enjoy the color while completely ignoring the pile of stuff in the center of the room.
P.S. For anyone who was hoping grey walls would appear in this room, I’m defnitely planning a grey downstairs living area. In about six months, when I can wrap my brain around painting a room that large that we don’t use terribly often.