Tuesday, March 26, 2013
The Lingy Room
The Mr. chose the paint color shortly after we moved in, it's sort of a muted yellowy gold. He's a color guy, so the white and cream colors of my Gramma's style were just not his thing. In fact, sometimes when I walk through our house now with the greens and yellows everywhere I wonder if she's up in Heaven shaking her head in dismay!
The C.S. Lewis Room, despite its charm, was not really my style. Not entirely. The wall color was ours but the furnishings were really a hodge podge of items pulled together from here and there. We gave the blue camel back sofa away and tried a desk on that wall for a while. Too stark.
Then there was the daybed experiment where I placed a daybed where the sofa had been. Functional as a "guest bed" and great for lounging and reading but impossible to decorate around. It just dwarfed the rest of the furniture and never looked quite right. So that took about a week to start making me nuts.
Finally, I think (she said with fingers crossed,) we have it figured out.
Notice the picture of daboyz behind the couch? A photograph my dad took in the Smokies in 1993 and my mom had blown up and printed on canvas. This picture causes the Mr. to do quite a bit of staring and sighing himself. And speaking of the Mr. and his choice of wall color? He now hates it. Hates it! I'm all for repainting but I know the guy well enough to realize I needed to work with what I have since the average length of time to go from deciding to paint and painting is about 5 years ;) With the new furniture, I don't mind it a bit. In fact, it's worthy of the sitting and staring I mentioned.
Yup, this chick is very happy with her low budget living room update! I'm gonna take a shower and pull out that fancy new Kindle of mine and enjoy the no-longer-the-C.S. Lewis Room.
Now what are we gonna call it? For now I think I'll go with what daboyz used to say, The Lingy Room.