It is finally finished.

It's finally done and it only took 4 1/2 years.
Curious?
Well I won't keep you in the dark:
I've painted my bathroom. I know, thrilling, right? I am actually quite thrilled. I love to paint walls and repaint walls. It is the easiest way to change the look of a room and I really, for truly, enjoy the actual work of painting. Before we moved in 4 1/2 years ago I started painting all the rooms in our house and I had this proclivity for stripes. Now stripes in and of themselves are not objectionable but an overkill of stripes, that is another story. The kid room was painted with pink and blue stripes around the bottom and yellow on top. (It is now just green) The "guest" room was painted floor to ceiling in two different blue stripes(it is now just khaki) and my bathroom had horizontal stripes around the tops and bottoms of the walls. Herein lies the problem; I painted the horizontal stripes first, no base coat. Dark green stripes. I then decided that I needed a base coat as the wall was only covered in what amounts to cheap primer (it's a manufactured home) and it could not be cleaned. So I started. I always start with the cutting in as the rolling is the fun part and I never progressed past there. In fact, I never even finished the cutting in because not only did I have the floor and ceiling and doors to cut in around, I had the mirror and the bathtub and the vanity and all those wonderful dark green horizontal stripes. Over the years I have picked up a paint brush every so often and painted a little more but the more I looked at those stripes and the more I painted around them the more I started to dislike them and finally I decided it was not worth it to continue on and I bought a completely new color and some primer and a few glass shelves and in two days, yes, two days I have a new bathroom! My new color is called "Courtyard Shadow" - who comes up with these names? I think I'd like that job...I was going for a blue-gray color and I couldn't bring myself to use a color called "sensual silver" even if it was for a bathroom. It is calming and refreshing now and as a busy busy mom it is so nice to escape to there, lock the doors and just breath for a few minutes without child interruption. Who knew that my bathroom would become my retreat (Or my little piece of denial)?!