I am glad we had the late start to a summer that we had. This past week was awful, heat-wise, and we both would have been miserable, overheated, and dehydrated if we had been out working on the fence.
Thankfully, most of it is done and the rest can wait until more temperate weather.
This weekend was something I looked forward to all week – it was time to paint Cottage West!
But before we could begin, my husband went out and bought a pole saw so that he could do something that has been bugging him since we moved here…cut off the low-hanging branches of several of our trees.
Ours is a neighborhood in transition. And one of the insights we learned was not to make it easy for criminals. After all, most criminals are, well, lazy. If you make it hard, they go somewhere else.
With low-hanging branches obscuring the streetlights at night, it gave the ne’er-do-well’s places to hang out, hide out, or get into mischief in.
So the pole saw allowed my husband to reach all smaller branches within 25 feet of the ground and he removed so many! This also helped our plum tree that was doing well on one side, but not so much on the other, where the black walnut hung over it. Now those branches are trimmed back and we will get them to Missouri Organics sometime soon where they will turn all of it into free mulch.
So that was Friday afternoon and evening. And then he hit some more of our trees with the saw bright and early on Saturday morning.
By 8 a.m., we were at Cottage West, our supplies in hand.
We blasted through a 3 gallon container of primer within a couple of hours. We managed to get the back bedroom, hallway, bathroom, and the utility room mostly done with that 3-gallon container. I estimated it would take at least six more gallons, probably more.
After lunch, we hit Home Depot and picked up two five-gallon buckets of primer, along with a eclectic palette of colors.
Is it Boho or Just Madness?
I had contacted my mom earlier in the week asking for her advice on choosing paint colors. I had found some adorable kitchen towels at Target and wanted to paint the kitchen green like the towels and then the back porch a bright yellow. Other than that, I had no idea what to do.
I told my mom, “Think bohemian, eclectic, something that makes you think colorful, artistic and books.”
My mom looked at me, “What do you mean, bohemian?”
She went home after suggesting I paint all of the rooms in some pale, pale shade of green – but vary the different shades. “Green is calming,” she said. She also suggested that all molding be painted white. And nothing should be shiny.
I basically ignored everything she said.
Instead, when I got to the paint department, I did what I usually do, began to panic. And so, my 12-year-old daughter took command.
We found a gorgeous sunny yellow for the sunroom. And Em picked out a lively light blue for the back bedroom to go with the teal velvet curtains I picked up the other day. I tried to pick out a nice beige, and ended up with something that has…a lot orange in it…[sigh].
I forgot that I had to match some of the colors in the fireplace tile, so at first I bought teton blue (which actually looks very gray) for the living room. I ended up putting that on the walls of the bigger front bedroom.
The golden, mustardy yellow (boy, do I know how to sell it!) will go in the front living room. The kitchen will be a lovely shade of green, and the back utility room remains open at this time.
Oh, right, and I chose a cream color for the molding. I hate white.
While my husband tackled finishing the living room and a few other areas with the primer, I tackled painting the bathroom, hallway, back and front bedrooms.
By the time I rolled on the coat of paint in the front bedroom, I could see I had managed my standard carnival of colors. What was I thinking? I have no idea. Standing there in the front bedroom and seeing the gray-blue, the orange-beige, and pale teal color – what could I do but laugh?
I wanted bohemian…
I think I got it.
Hell, I’ll try it. If it just looks awful, I’ll find a way to fix it.
It’s been a very productive weekend. I’m proud of what we accomplished. All of it is movement forward, and that’s a good thing.