Y@le lady sent me a 6 word email response: (see yesterday's post)
Everything seems to be in order.
I'm taking half deep breaths for the first time since Monday night. Will breath 3/4 deep if (when! when! when! I must think positive) I am asked to participate the interview/portfolio round. Oh who am I kidding? I won't take a fully deep breath until I know one way or the other.
In other news .... I had my dining room painted. There were no two ways about it, the dining room was going to be painted even if I ended up doing it myself. I totally would have done it myself, because I kind of love painting walls, but floors weep when I decide to paint walls, as do ceilings and trim work. I am a messy messy painter. That is why even though I wanted to paint the dining room myself, I didn't. The floors are way too nice for that. I know what color my old dining room in stepford was and since my dining room is in the part of the house I wish I could have stuck on a tractor trailer and brought with me, I used the same color. My stepford dining room was cherry wood trimmed and the one in new town is white painted generic wood trim, but the paint color still works. It was interesting to me that as soon as the dining room was transitioning from overly bright yellow do it yourself textured some kind of poorly executed sponge wash (stress on the bright yellow here) to tasteful benjamin moore tate olive (green) I felt soothed and relieved. I keep saying that I knew I hated the other color but I didn't realize how agitated it made me feel until it was gone. I'm so glad it is gone. Next job? Painting over Evan's turquoise blue room and kelly green bathroom. He's going with two different shades of gray. I call them wet elephant and dry elephant. They are very nice gray colors. I'll probably replace his tiger striped bed quilt. He loved it when he was 8. Not so much as a 14 year old.
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