Believe it or not, I do have an explanation of why I change my blog’s appearance so often. It seems I have this thing where I easily become annoyed with the color on the walls in my home.
Whereas one week Hawthorne Yellow is my absolute FAVORITE color, the next it feels like I’m living in a tub of “I Cant Believe It’s Not Butter”. I’ve done many different painting techniques on my walls: sponge painting, feather painting, stenciling, faux marbling, antiquing… you name it, I’ve done it. At least three times. All in an attempt to soothe the inflammation in my color-sensitive mind.
I feel it’s a good time to mention that I am not someone who spends a lot of money on clothing, shoes, make-up, jewelry, etc. I tolerate old shoes quite well and I hardly notice that I’m wearing the same winter wardrobe I have had since before anyone knew who Brittney Spears was.
There’s alot that doesn’t bother me. Being banned from the paint section of Home Depot, does.
I realized that I have a paint compulsion when my friend, Stacy, visited a few years back and said “My God, woman! It looks like a clown vomited on your walls.” And she was right. My living room appeared to be suffering from one massive, three-day-old bruise.
So I mustered up some self control and painted the living room a very neutral eggshell color.
Three years ago.
It’s driving me absolutely bonkers but I’ve been forbidden to repaint by the man who actually measured the rainbowed layers bubbling beneath the surface of nuthouse white and discovered that I have managed to shrink our square footage by 1/4 inch. Therefore, I have no choice but to rearrange my blog just to take the edge off.
A quarter inch is nothing compared to the great vastness of the world wide web. My clown’s gotta vomit somewhere.
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January 24th, 2008 at 9:28 am
That’s funny. Not because my wife likes to paint the walls funky colors. No, it’s not funny for that reason. It has nothing to do with that.
I like the fact your blog changes all the time. It’s kind of like a surprise remodel when I least expect it. I’m WAAAAAAY to anal to mess with mine so whether you like it or not, what you see is what you (will) get (for the next decade).
January 24th, 2008 at 12:30 pm
oh my crazy cybersister. how many bazillion paint swatches do YOU have???? I can totally relate! I’m looking at going for a new glaze in my stairways - dare to freaking dream. stop me before spring, please don’t!!!
January 24th, 2008 at 12:31 pm
however, my site could use help
January 24th, 2008 at 2:33 pm
Was that before or after she told me that my kitchen looked like a box of Froot Loops threw up all over???
Hyper-ventilating here!! Asthma attack…..and I don’t HAVE asthma!!
January 24th, 2008 at 2:42 pm
Oh, that’s right. That was AFTER Barb, Stacy’s mom came into my kitchen and commented on how atrocious my cat clock was. It all of its meow-ing glory on the hour. Now, it WAS obnoxious, however, it was the first time she had entered my home! LOL She’s never been back since. :-) I must have hissed her off!
January 24th, 2008 at 10:37 pm
That was interesting!!! I’m just the opposite—once Bill gets a room painted (and in a bland, neutral color, thank you) that’s it for me for life!!!! If rooms didn’t get dirty and need cleaning,Ihey’d never get painted again!!! Oh–I like this new blog look. It’s so clean and neat looking, and easy to read.