Just like the song says...at last....my perfect paint color has come along! Or something like that.
I seem to have a spiritual gift for choosing the wrong paint for a room. I labor over the choices and think I'm picking the right one, only to get it up all over the walls and instantly regret my choice. Well, having a laundry room, even though it is very small, usually messy and windowless, is one of my favorite things about our little house. I wanted to give it some attention. We took a long time to decide the color to brighten things up, and Trent and I are both really happy with the result. Finally! No color regrets.
("Lemon Butter" in case you were wondering.)
And yes, that's an Uppercase Living expression on the wall.