Two trips to the paint store, too much deliberation over off-white paints, one incredibly helpful Oma, and one incredibly not helpful toddler makes for an eventual weekend.
Every few years we go through a color phase where we want color throughout the house. Unfortunatly we are not in the midst of one of these phases now, so the previous home owners' take on the rainbow house doesn't fly. First up was the living area which was failing miserably in a sulky rusty red.
Troy filled all the holes for us and then Oma and I got to work. I rolled while she did the trim work. Between the prime and the paint it took us the whole day to finish.
It felt so good to get a fresh coat on the walls that we carried the party into the girls' rooms.