It was very quiet in our household this weekend. I dropped hubby up to Heathrow for his flight to Chicago and with the boys at their fathers, it was the perfect opportunity to get the paint brush out and continue on my quest for a more dark, mysterious and interesting home.
I'd purchased the 5 litre tin of Farrow & Ball Studio Green nearly two weeks ago but it only just arrived at my local Kent Blaxill on Thursday. I live in a semi-rural town in Essex, so more or less everything you purchase interiors wise that's not so 'run of the mill' has to be ordered in and there's always some delay. But I've got another possible theory, the guy at Blaxill's just stared at me blankly when I requested the paint colour, I'm not sure there's much demand for Studio Green estate emulsion and therefore it became a special request, not to Blaxill's head office but straight to the top, to Farrow & Ball's.
So, for those that read my blog, I've been banging on about completing this Abigail Ahern inspired endeavour for absolutely ages now. I have to admit that after the first few slaps of paint were applied, I wondered why I'd started, given that it was going to take at least two coats and at least quadruple that amount if I hated it and wanted to paint it back.
It will take at least another weekend to finish the entire room, but I'm pleased to report that even at this crude stage, it's looking pretty fabulous. And with my love of all things shiny, my reflective accessories and also the furniture, really 'ping' against the dark background. Everything just stands out and looks cleaner and brighter. I reckon that's a bonus, me and the furniture polish may not be reacquainted for some time.
Then my mum came over on Sunday and after a couple of minutes of viewing and contemplation, all she said was "you're brave".
Well, it's only paint.