The Ugliest Area

I am tired of trying all the obvious ideas

for finding the right paint color...

you've heard them before, so I won't list 'em.

The thought struck me recently to just pick our

ugliest room and make it over.

Screw the rest of the house!

I knew right away which room is the biggest eyesore
 -- it has to be an odd section of our great room.

Did the builder mean it to be an eating area?

Or a place to put a small conversation grouping?

You wouldn't believe how much time I have

wasted on this issue!

Like Oprah, I'm starting with what I know for sure:

The odd-sized window needs trim to make it tall

enough to match the French doors.

I will never be happy until the trim is white.

All that dark brown furniture is a drag.

The yellow-beige walls are not for me.

So, like Nike, just gonna' do it!

In case you missed me, we were driving back and

forth across the desert from Texas to San Diego

and back...which, as you can tell...leaves a lot of

time for thinking and problem-solving.

Our oldest daughter slipped while out hiking and

broke several bones in her ankle/leg and had to be

med-evacuated by helicopter out of the hills.

She's recovering well now. As a good blogger
does, she got lots of selfies. My favorite is her
hospital pic while waiting for surgery. 
What a trooper:

Thanks for dropping by!