All right guys, today I’m finally sitting down to chat about all the craziness that happened with our painting ordeal over the past two weeks. I’ve mentioned it a couple of times here on the blog, but I haven’t taken time to explain much of what was going on. So I thought I would do that today, show you our freshly painted rooms, and also share a few lessons I’ve learned from the last two weeks. I’m going to try my best to explain all of this without writing a novel, so grab a snack, get comfy, and let’s get to it.
Ok, so I mentioned recently that I was getting tired of our creamy yellow walls in our living room and front room. They were that color when we moved in 2.5 years ago and and I was just ready for a change and a fresh look. You know how that goes, right?! Well my husband and I talked about the options and we ultimately decided to hire painters to get the job done. We did our research, found a GREAT painting company and I started the painstaking task of deciding on the new paint color. Of course my first thought was to go with white, but I immediately talked myself out of that for a variety of reasons and decided that gray would be a safer route. I looked at about 381 different shades of gray and finally settled on Light French Gray by Sherwin Williams. I also decided to lighten it by fifty percent just to make it a little less dark and more of a soft gray. Or at least that was my hope.
So painting day came and I was so excited. The guys came in, did an amazing job, and the whole thing was done in just a few hours. But once the crew left and I had a moment to take in the new color, I was immediately disappointed. I mean, I loved having the yellow gone but I wasn’t in love with the new color. I started putting furniture back in place and hoping it would grow on me as the day went on. But it didn’t. In fact, I started to dislike it even more because I realized that instead of the soft gray color I wanted, I was actually left with a silvery blue. I thought something might be off, so I started comparing the paint sample I had of Light French Gray with the can of paint the painters left behind. I immediately saw the numbers on the “paint recipe” were totally different for each paint and I actually had two different shades of gray. Then I started painting swatches of the sample color on the wall over the new color and my suspicions were confirmed–they didn’t match at all and I did in fact have two different colors. I went to bed that night feeling sick to my stomach because I hated the color, but I knew we could not afford to have the house painted AGAIN. I had no idea what we were going to do.
The next morning I called my local Sherwin Williams store, which is where my painter purchased the paint, and calmly explained the situation to the manager. I was SO nervous because I had no clue how he’d respond. I didn’t ask for anything, I just let him know what was going on. We chatted for a few minutes and he told me I’d get a return call in just a few hours. It wasn’t an hour later when I got a call back. And to my complete shock and dismay, the guys at Sherwin Williams offered to do “whatever necessary to make the situation right”. They agreed the colors were wrong and offered to pay my painters to come back and do the job again. I couldn’t believe it. It was seriously like a gift from God.
Once I knew the house would be repainted I started to question my decision to do gray in the first place. And then I started to wonder if ANY gray, even the one I had originally picked out, would look blue with the lighting in our home and our golden yellow wood floors. I began to reconsider all of my options and I couldn’t help but think about going white. It was the very first thing I thought about when we decided to paint originally, but I quickly dismissed the idea because I was worried it would be too much. Too white. Too bright. Too cold. Too sterile. I was so afraid no one would like it, so I didn’t even give it a fair shot to be honest. But as I reconsidered all of our options, I couldn’t shake the feeling that white was the right way to go. My husband wasn’t on board with the idea at first, but I begged him to give it a chance and he finally agreed. I knew in my gut that was the right decision for our home. I talked to the guys at Sherwin Williams and thank goodness they were kind enough to let me completely change course and go with a new color for our repainting. Although I know they thought I was a crazy lady for going with white! Either way, Sherwin Williams is seriously amazing. I was so blown away by their customers service. You better believe I’ll be a Sherwin Williams fan FOR LIFE.
I finally decided to go with Alabaster by Sherwin Williams. That’s actually the color in our dining room, so I knew it would be perfect. The guys came back, painted the house AGAIN, and everything went perfectly. And let me just say–I am sooooooooooo insanely happy with my decision. I feel like this suits our home so much more and Alabaster is just the best shade of white. I am so in love with the new look. Here’s a quick reminder of how this room used to look about two years ago with the yellow walls and yellow brick:
And here’s how it looks now with the fresh new paint:
Quite the difference right?! Even after we painted the fireplace white I always felt like the yellow walls just threw off this space. Everything seems so much more cohesive now and it just fits the vision I have for our home. I absolutely love it!
And here’s the how it looked before by the window seat:
I wanted to share this experience because I learned a pretty good lesson through these two crazy weeks. And that lesson is this: LISTEN TO YOUR HEART. I knew in my heart from the beginning that I wanted to do white. But I didn’t let myself go there mentally because of all the reasons I mentioned earlier. I was too afraid of what others would say and forgot that it’s my home. I didn’t let myself trust what I wanted for our home, so I talked myself out of it. Thankfully everything worked out the way it did and I got a lucky second chance, but this was just a reminder for me to trust my instincts. So the big takeaway here is to follow your heart. I know we’re just talking about paint colors, but I think this applies to lots of things in life–big or small. Follow your gut and don’t question it. Believe in yourself enough to trust your instincts. If I had done that from the beginning, we could have avoided all of this paint drama. Thankfully things worked out for the best and I learned a few important lessons in the process.
Our living room was also painted, but since this is the longest post ever I’ll share that with you another day. Thanks for stopping in, I hope you have a fabulous week!