Wednesday, April 15, 2009

At last!

Just like the song says...at last....my perfect paint color has come along! Or something like that.
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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.

8 comments:

Stephanie said...

A laundry room in your house of your very own? A pretty yellow laundry room with a cute saying none the less? I'm. so. jealous. I mean, I LOVE using the laundry room upstairs in the boys dorm, but still, I'm SO jealous.
Looks great. ;)

Dionne Sincire said...

love the color! btw, i can totally picture you singing the song parody!

woosterweester said...

This is not your laundry room. This is out of that uppdercase living mag. Don't lie to me Jen. I know it's true.:) Whoah, sorry. That was dialed up Rory.:) Loved your comment btw. You always know just what to say to make me feel not so crazy.:)

Anonymous said...

I think that I might want to sell Uppercase Living stuff. What do I need to do? This is Kristin Sesate aka- Kristin Shea. My e-mail is rick.kristin@gmail.com
Thanks!!

Kristi said...

LOOOOOOOOOOOVE IT!

Jan Lefebvre said...

Oh it's just lovely! And it's pretty much the exact same color as my kitchen!! I had exactly six sample shades of yellow on the wall to help us decide!

Lisa P said...

Yellows are tough! Good choice. I'll be sending my laundry tomorrow!

Jo B. said...

Your Grandma Ann was reminding me yesterday that she had 5 children by her 29th birthday. During the "diaper years" she washed diapers every night and hung them on a drying rack, and didn't have a dryer until I she was 42. She will love your classy laundry room and say, "You've come a long way, baby!"