Last night I decided to finally quit talking about painting my apartment, and just do it. I don’t think the complex manager will be very excited about it, but I decided it’s better to ask forgiveness later than to ask permission. Besides, I’m willing to lose my security deposit and/or repaint it before I move out, whenever that day comes.
So, decision made, my last stop while running errands was Lowe’s where I bought some paint and a plastic drop cloth. I let myself into Becca’s house to borrow her ladder and extra paintbrushes and rollers. I came home, moved the furniture, and five hours later…
I have a beautiful blue wall in my living room. The color reminds me of Greece.
(This picture makes the color look a little different than it does in person. It’s actually a bit darker/deeper in person. But not much.)
I love the color! I always wanted to paint my room at home a nice blue, but my parents would never let me go anything except a very very light blue.