I know you doubted me. Don’t worry, I doubted myself. I didn’t think I could do it either.

You were almost right. It almost didn’t happen. Then, in a crazy slow motion kind of way, everything lined up. The kitchen paint job turned into a community-based project. I had help: kid help, babysitting help and friend help. It was a long day filled with giddiness at the change that was going on, disgust at the dirt that had been exposed (mixed in with a little shame), and fun. The atmosphere was charged, as if I had placed all my chips on the table, and the result? It is fabulous.

Paris.

Kitchen painted Benjamin Moore’s Indi go go.

Pot Rack.

Dog Food & Coats.

Kitchen AFTER.

I edited the things as I brought them back. I put a few bulky items in the basement, and I thought carefully about what I needed to have available. The microwave? It is still outside. I keep thinking, “who needs it anyway?” The jury is still out on that one.

My to-do list is long and impressive. I need to replace the fan, and now I really want a new floor and cabinets and counters…. (excuse me while I go buy a lotto ticket.) I love the color. It is dramatic, fresh and clean. But the paint? Paint is cheap and the impact is powerful. My bet paid off and I could not be happier.

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