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31 Days: Paint


One of the only projects I have tackled along in my house is painting. First I painted my tiny bathroom a vivid green. Next I painted my bedroom a wonderful shade of purple. Then I painted the awful paneling in my guest room a cozy color called warm muffin.

On particularly bad days at work, the paint chips remind me of why I work, to pay for that paint. I have found a variety of excuses for not continuing my painting but I want to get back to it. I have a boring white living room and dining room. I have a kitchen with outdated wallpaper with two more layers of outdated wallpaper under it.
The simple action of putting paint on a wall can change your view of your house. I want to paint my living room, which is the room I spend most of my time in, a bright yellow. In the gloomy days of winter, it will be like having sunshine on the walls. I want to paint my kitchen blue so that I feel like my walls are the color of the sky above.

Painting is something I can do myself. There are projects that I can't do, like repairing sheet rock and replacing light fixtures.  And it isn't expensive like replacing my cracked driveway or gutting my bathroom. So I'm going to start watching for sales and get back to painting. Little by little, I can make my house the place I want it to be.

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