Paint!

We're finally to the fun part of renovating---choosing paint colours. We are keen on earth-tones and will go for browns and golds in the basement apartment, to keep it cosy and grounded. Upstairs, we want the room to be light and airy, so will go for a pale ivory in the vestibule leading into a light gold for the sanctuary.

Doesn't that sound easy? Shouldn't it be a breeze to swan into Sherwin-Williams and select those colours? Think again. Do you know how many kinds of light gold there are? A month of debating, and I'm now convinced I'm completely colour-blind, because what I call gold, my husband calls peach, and what he calls gold, I call greeny-yellow, and we're about to come to blows over what pale ivory means. 

In the end, I will let him make the final decision, because a) I no longer trust my own judgment, and b) it really doesn't matter in the end, and c) he deserves to win this one after the heroic days he has put into drywalling. He didn't want a reno project, and he got the biggest of all reno projects. He wanted to spend his retirement playing his bagpipes and relaxing, and instead he's spending it up a ladder. Whatever we end up with, it will be lovely, because this building has good bones. It isn't the colour, really, that matters, so much as the feel of the place, and that will---hopefully, after the dust settles---be tranquil.