Home Sweet Home

I moved out of my little place up on third floor this summer.  The process of painting, packing, unpacking, etc., was undeniably stressful (especially the painting part).

However, I did have some really sweet friends who helped with everything from getting the paint, to painting, to hauling my worldly belongings down from third floor and up to my new second floor apartment just across the street.  I'm so very thankful for their help.  It made me feel slightly less overwhelmed.

Now that the beginning-of-the semester dust has started to settle, I'm finally getting around to giving y'all a tour of the new place.

(Which, now that I'm done with the wretched task of painting, I absolutely LOVE.)

Here are the before shots (in all their blurry, messy glory):

The living room was a very shadowy purple-gray.

The dining room was green.  I debated whether or not to keep this color, simply because I love green (it's my favorite ever), and I knew I wouldn't have the courage to pick out another green to replace it.

However, I realized that however much I might love the color green, I prefer my walls to be somewhere in the white palate, and since I was painting everywhere else anyway...

The kitchen was that same shadowy purple that the living room was.

A bathroom.  I have a bathroom.  What a happy luxury.

 

And after: 

The color I used was called "cotton white".  I decided it looked more like clotted cream, a fact which made me undeniably hungry for scones nearly every time I thought about it.

With the new coat (or three coats, to be more honest) of paint, the whole place feels so happy, fresh, and open.

For all the debating and agonizing and second-guessing I did between those ten shades of white, this one turned out to be exactly what I was hoping for.  I love it.

Ah...home sweet home.  I couldn't be happier with my little place, and I'm looking forward to putting it to good use to welcome others in.

Y'all should stop by.  I'll make you a cup of coffee (if that's any enticement).