Painting

When we lived in Sierra Vista, I painted our whole house. It was quite a job, but I only had one small child and my husband was working on his Masters...so I painted and painted and painted. We loved the end result!! As expressed in the previous post, the walls NEEDED paint. Matt wanted us to paint them our self and I had to remind him that he hasn't even held a paint brush in the past...well for as long as I have known him. (Not really true, but it helped make my point.) When we came to see this AZ house for the first time, our next door neighbors were out. And when we came back after putting our earnest money down, these same neighbors welcomed us with such love. Any ways... I was in contact with Nancy (the neighbor) as we were still in Utah. She gave me the name of a painter, who was really reasonably priced. We called and got things schedule to have him paint a few days before we would get there. Matt was in AZ for work and went over to the house to pick the paint color. He grabbed all sorts of samples form Home Depot and was thinking of picking a color called Chocolate Cup Cake. YA!!! have you ever seen a chocolate cup cake....TOOO DARK MATT. Now I have to give Matt credit for his thinking.....everything in our house is light, so he remembered the contrast that we liked of the light and dark of our house in Kaysville. But I decided to ask for assistance form one of our good friends in AZ. Their goal in picking the color of paint is one that tries to pull more of the brown out of the wood work and less of the PINK! Any ways they picked the colors and all was well. I called the painter and gave him the colors. I also called and left a message for our new neighbor Nancy, to see if she would go take a look and tell me what she thought. Any ways, a day before they were supposed to start painting, I came home from being with my mom to a couple of message from Nancy saying that they have started painted and she and another neighbor think it is WAY DARK. I was FREAKING OUT!!!!! I felt sick to my stomach.....During this time, Matt was in Utah, but was at work and stressed to the MAX. The kids were sleeping over with their cousins and I was home by my self packing and getting ready for the mover that would be coming the next day. Any ways I lost it, I felt SOOO over whelmed, I felt like I was starting to hyper ventilate and I kept having bouts of crying like a baby. I missed my kids like crazy and yet I knew I needed to have them away, so that I could get things done. Any ways....It was an awful feeling. It was at that point that I said....I don't care! I don't care if we have pink cabinets or green walls, dark paint or light paint or no paint!!!!!. I could care less if we were in a card board box. I just want my family to be together. I said a prayer and was finally able to calm down and get the packing done. A few days later when we arrived at our new home....it was like night and day, WE LOVED THE PAINT!!!! I actually really like the kitchen cabinets and the stair rail seems much less pink. And the primer paint....gone...and painted to perfection. This was our home and I was just happy to finally be there with my family.