My Shades of Grey

 So...

I finally painted my walls grey.  You thought I was talking about those books, didn't you. Shame.  Let me take just a second to actually say something about Fifty Shades of Grey.  It's porn people.  No, I have never read them, but before I knew what it was I did pick the book up in Barnes and read the back cover and was like, Oh, well that is a big no.  Plus I have heard what other people have said and really, it's just plain porn without the TV screen.  Ladies, we don't need that crap in our heads.  Read Philippians 4:8.  I don't think Fifty Shades of Junk fits into that criteria.  

Ok, I'm done preaching.  Now on to something more pleasant...

Check out my walls! We painted the whole downstairs, with one shade of grey in the family room, kitchen, and halls, and then a darker shade in the dining room.  

Dining Room

Entryway Hall 

(Yes, that is a bag of dirty diapers waiting to go into the trash can outside.)

The periwinkle is GONE!  Hallelujah.  For reals.  I was sick and tired of having a purple house.  And what was once my poor emasculated hubs is now so happy that we now have a more masculine theme going on.  

Here is the before: I don't have any pictures of the walls straight on, just in the background of the below photos.

Can you see the purple? Bleh.

Pardon the giant pregnant lady. Here is the color in a different light.

The color actually looks whimsical next to that yellow. It was so weird, during the day the color almost morphed into a Carolina blue, but at night, you knew it's true color...

Do you know the story?  Please let me tell you.  

So, two days after we moved in, on Sunday our realtor suggested hiring a semi-pro painter to come the next day, Monday, to paint the whole downstairs for us at a really cheap price.  That was great and all, but it didn't leave us time to really pick out a color and test it.  We new we wanted a subtle grey color, and just figured we would wing-it.  Big fat NO.  I came home on my lunch break Monday, after they started painting at 8 am and thought I was seeing things.  Even Mr. Painter man had a smirk on his face because he new this was probably not the color I was expecting to see.  ALWAYS do a test strip on your walls first people.  Trust me.  'Centurion' may look grey on the little piece of paper, but it is lavender when you put it on your walls.  We even held out hope that once we started putting furniture in the family room, it would dull down the color, and it did a little bit, but not enough to make this grey loving lady want to be happy to come home everyday to purple walls.

So, finally after 7 months of tolerating the girlish color, I informed Mr. T that I had picked out a new grey, tested it, and was going to cover up the expensive mistake and never look back... and I. Lurve. It.

The color in the kitchen, family room, and halls is Stone Pebble by Behr.  The grey in the dining room is Platinum grey by Benjamin Moore.

Can you see the difference?

This is at the corner of the Dining room and hall.

Here is another shot.

So what do you think?  Wall color really does make a difference.  It is so much more comfortable in our house now.  I'm a happy girl!