Low on the priority list is our master bath. It is our only full bath in the house. We have big dreams for that bathroom but since the bathroom is vital our our daily survival we have to plan the upgrades around a busy lifestyle. We plan to replace the floor, add a box around the tub (to hide its plasticness), change out the glass shower doors, replace the vanity, change the tile surround in the shower... oh man I am getting tired just thinking about it. I have to admit to my impatient tendencies and so for the past few weeks I have been ruminating on the state of the bathroom. It was irritating to look at the spot where I had put a paint sample on the wall (in August), and the holes we put in the wall when we were installing a cabinet (I had David move it twice). On the way home from work one Tuesday, I decided I had had enough! I declared to the car that the bathroom was to painted at once! I stopped at our friendly Joseph's Hardware store and bought a gallon of Tiffany Blue paint for the walls and a blue for the cabinet.
It is always scary buying paint. You pick a color and then while they are mixing you have all these doubts and second thoughts..."ohh maybe I should go with something darker, or maybe something more green, oh no what if I hate it, what if it comes out too dark, did I choose the same color as our other bathroom they look so similar but I can't remember...." Someone please tell me I am not the only one who has this type of internal freak out as they mix the paint. I kept the mantra going in my head..."trust your instincts, trust your instincts, its just paint, trust your
instincts..." I calmly purchased the paint, headed home, and got straight to work.
It is always scary buying paint. You pick a color and then while they are mixing you have all these doubts and second thoughts..."ohh maybe I should go with something darker, or maybe something more green, oh no what if I hate it, what if it comes out too dark, did I choose the same color as our other bathroom they look so similar but I can't remember...." Someone please tell me I am not the only one who has this type of internal freak out as they mix the paint. I kept the mantra going in my head..."trust your instincts, trust your instincts, its just paint, trust your instincts..." I calmly purchased the paint, headed home, and got straight to work.
I turned on SCANDAL (my new obsession) and got cutting. I know there are proper ways to make perfectly straight lines and not get paint on the ceiling but I just free hand it. It is not always perfect but I am ok with that. Whenever perfection plagues me I remember lines from my favorite book A Severe Mercy, where the couple takes a hammer to their new car so that they are never owned by material posessions. The couple never wants to live in such a way where their things determine their actions. 
Three hours later (depite imperfections) I was in love. The bathroom got a whole new look. And those holes are no longer as noticeable, and the vanity doesn't look so 90's with the paint color. I decided to put off painting it blue for now. I believe I bought us some time until we complete the renovation with hopefully a whole new vanity. David was out of town during the transformation. When he returned he loved the color. He also complemented me on my freehand cutting job. #imawesome
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