Some people shouldn't be allowed to pick colors.
It took me awhile to name the color that formerly graced our laundry room. I finally decided: Barbecue Sauce.
Someone saw this:
And decided the laundry room would look great in that shade. (Unfortunately other parts of the basement were painted using the same bottle of sauce.)
Here's the laundry room, before:
I have some hand painted Italian tiles that my friend Apryl gave me when we lived in Connecticut.
I'm unaccountably attached to them so I was going to paint the room yellow to accommodate them. Then I toyed with the idea of blue.
Then I remembered I had leftover paint from Adam's office. I liked that color and it had the advantage of already being in my garage. Here's the after picture:
|I hung up the word laundry in case any of my children get lost and wonder about the purpose of the room. I hung it up in a haphazard fashion because that is the only way I know how to live my life.|
From now on, we'll keep the BBQ sauce on the pulled pork, where it belongs.