I promised him I would not start on the kitchen until the scrapbooking room was done. We have a tendency (in my family) to start something and not quite finish it....just saying!
So here is my diarrhea kitchen. It wasn't bad. I just felt it was dark and boding. The whole house was freshly painted when we moved in. Most people would have been thankful and sat on their ass. BUT NOT ME. Color is important. It sets the mood of the house. And boy is my mood important to the people who reside in this house. I also ADORE painting. Now that my dear ol' dad taught me the proper way to tape, paint and not make a mess of ceilings and door knobs I am much better.
Prince Charming still likes to tell people about how I painted door knobs. In my defense, HE was supposed to replace said doorknobs so it didn't matter that I painted them because they were supposed to go in the trash. ARG.
Anyways, I got the kitchen done in time to lay with my head full of liquid on a pillow and watch endless amounts of Gilmore Girls. I'm in love with that show.
Before & After -- same spot for picture taking!
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