Hubby and I painted the front entry yesterday evening. It took about 5 hours. Daughter says we’re so RANDOM. Like, where did this painting the entry idea come from? Like, she hadn’t heard about it. And here we are. Suddenly. Painting the entry.
We explained to her that it wasn’t as random as it appeared. After I had finished cleaning and rearranging the front entry, which included moving a vintage floor radio, Hubby noted that the walls looked not so nice.
The front entry was redone when we had an addition put on the house a number of years ago. The addition replaced the sagging, crumbling, musty old porch. Two walls of the old porch were really exterior walls to the house, which is made of a lovely local yellow brick, only the brick walls within the porch area had been painted white. When the front entry was finished, we left these brick walls as they had been when they were in the porch, trying to achieve a distressed look in a portion of the room. We painted the other walls in the front entry a muted green.
Fortunately for you, I have pictures, so you don’t have to try to imagine this.
When Hubby pointed out the state of the brick walls, I took a good look at the room and decided it was time to get rid of the distressed look, along with the split personality of the room with its two non-integrated colors. I wanted to bring cohesiveness, tidiness, and some drama to the front entry. In an effort to follow feng shui principles, I thought a soft gray would work. (Black and white are the colors for the career bagua, but they’re too stark for us.)
Hubby likes to humor me (he says he lives for it), so we went to the store to get paint yesterday and he told me to pick the color. While Hubby may like to humor me, I also know that painting is his Achilles’ heel. The mere thought of painting a room makes both of us giddy. We are painting freaks. (Which means this project wasn’t random in comparison to our past behavior. Daughter admitted that she can’t remember a time we weren’t painting something. We even assisted a friend in repainting an old hotel.)
We ended up with a gray that ranged toward the blue, which wasn’t quite what I expected, but I love the result. I present to you, our newly painted front entry …. [Drum roll and cymbal crash, please!]