Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes!

When we toured our house seventeen years ago before buying it, we noticed that the walls in the main living spaces were, well, purple. Gray in some lights but, actually, light purple in most lights. My first thought was, "We will have to paint."

In my family, when we paint walls, we paint them off-white. Ceilings can be bright white but walls are always creamy. So, I imagined us teetering on tall ladders, spreading drippy, soft white paint over walls 20 feet high. It was not a pleasant thought.

Happily, we are great procrastinators. We procrastinated so remarkably well that it was 17 years before we decided to repaint. It's a quirky house, anyway, so why not have purple walls? Right? We actually grew quite fond of the purple walls and even chose furniture to complement them - the color wheel came in handy for that exercise! 

With all the new construction, however, and the availability of workers willing to stand on 20-foot ladders, we decided that at last it was time to repaint. So, here's a picture of a corner where Lupe has painted the left side of the corner but the right side is still our old light purple.  The new paint is a warm, light taupe color that is gray in some lights, a nice, warm gray. 

I can already imagine our art work, lovingly collected over those seventeen years, gracing the new walls. Changes are happening daily, now. Things are starting to look more and more like a real house again. 

So heartening, these changes!