This is after. I still need to hang a couple things back up, yarn art his letters, and get a valance for his window over his bed. (It used to have a panel curtain there.) It feels so refreshed in there. I still eventually want new bedding and wall decor, but for now this will do.
While I was on a roll of painting rooms I thought I should look for the paint that matched the living room to do a little touching up. I found it up in the attic, but it didn't look too good.
Yuck!! I called my fil to ask him what I should do, and he told me to take the paint and they could probably match it. The next morning I headed up to Sherwin Williams and got a gallon of paint. When I brought it home it was too light.
Eek! Not a match at all. I went back and they tinted it just a little darker.
We had a match. As soon as I got home Ryan had called saying he was on his way home. I freaked and got busy painting. He is so weird about painting. He wants it done professionally, so I never told him I was doing the living room or kitchen. I thought it would be fun to do it, and not say anything to see how long it takes him to notice it.
I started on my entry hall, but ran out of time. And, he hasn't noticed. Seriously! This stands out. Men.
Kitchen wall. I didn't get a before shot because I was painting like a crazy woman. It also had black hand prints, water stains, and peeling paint. Ryan needs to hurry and notice so I can finish what I started. I did a little painting while he was in the shower, and when he went to bed. Sneaky.