17 Jan thank you, sherwin williams.
10 samples. 10 samples, and one false start. It’s embarrassing, but that’s what it took. My best friend laughed at me. My children thought I was crazy. But my husband, who knows me better than anyone, simply waited. Waited until I found the right color. You may remember the white paint dilemma that took place over 60 DAYS AGO. Well, you will all be happy to know that I have finally made a decision. After 10 samples. And 2 gallons of the wrong color.
I really wanted a light gray that would translate as a white when it was up on the walls. I had no idea how difficult it is to get GRAY. I thought I had found the perfect color (6 samples in), and bought 2 gallons to cover the walls in my soon-to-be office/living/crafting area (Bay Waves, by Valspar). But when one wall was completely done, I looked at it, then looked at Ed with a stricken face and said, “this is blue!” The color had just a hint of blue that made it look like a baby boy’s nursery. Totally NOT what I wanted. So Ed put down his roller and calmly told me that it was okay, we’d go get the color I wanted.
The problem was, I couldn’t find it. Every gray I tried was either too blue, too green, or too pink. I couldn’t find just a plain GRAY. Yes, I realize I’m using a lot of caps today, but I’m trying to illustrate my frustration with something that I thought should be completely simple.
I realized I needed help. It was time to forgo the DIY superstore approach and go to a paint store. A store that sells nothing but paint. Lots of paint. With professionals. Turns out there’s a Sherwin Williams right down the street – even closer than the Lowe’s to which we had already made 3 trips.
I walked in while Ed was at work, and stared with fear at all the paint chips. The saleswoman came over to me and asked if she could help me. I said, “I sure hope so!” She smiled and began to show me some different variations of gray that they had. I explained what I wanted, and she picked up a color and said, “I think this is what you’re looking for.” The name of the color was On the Rocks. It was fate! I loved it immediately. I bought a sample. But I had already been burned, so I bought samples of 3 other colors as well. I was hoping that the saleswoman is used to customers like me, and I’m not the only crazy paint lady. 4 hours later, when I decided that she was right and On the Rocks was exactly the color I wanted, I sent Ed to go pick up 2 gallons of her suggestion. When he placed the order, she asked if he was the husband of the crazy paint lady who was in earlier. Well, I’m sure she said it with more tact. She remembered me. So maybe I am the only crazy paint lady. Oh well.
I am happy to report that half of the room is completely painted! I was a bit afraid to walk downstairs this morning and face my decision. Like it may have turned blue overnight. But my fears were unfounded. I am still in love with this color, and love it more each passing hour. I can’t wait to finish!
Thank you, Sherwin Williams.
I realize that every monitor is different, so this photo probably does not do the color justice, but it looks pretty close on my computer screen. I failed to get a before picture, but I’ll be sure to post an after picture. Would anyone be interested in progress photos as the room develops? I’ll be happy to post updates if that would be interesting to anyone out there.
But for now, I’m going to go stare at my beautiful walls.
Here’s to admitting defeat. And seeking professional help. And a paint name that was made for me. Cheers!