While discussing home maintenance for elders last week, I mentioned that I was having my apartment painted and as many of you commented, just the idea of it – taking down everything from the walls, moving furniture, the hassle of hiring someone to paint, choosing colors – can seem too disruptive and exhausting to go through with it.
There is a lot to be said, however, for personal comfort and I never liked the previous owners’ colors. Knowing when I moved here last year that I was going to paint, I had hung very little on the walls, so there wasn’t much to do.
Well, there was more than I estimated, but nothing I couldn’t finish in half a day.
The painter, Casey, was here for three days and he was meticulous. Without being asked, he pulled out the stove and the refrigerator to paint behind them. All the tiny spaces were done with no slopping onto baseboards or door frames. And not a drop of paint on the ceiling, floors or carpets.
For 20 years until 1996, I had a cat named Beau Bennett, an Abyssinian who loved every human he met (including, apparently, a couple of burglars over the years). He particularly liked workmen, so much that I thought he might have been a handyman in a previous life.
He always had his nose in the worker’s toolbox, watched carefully as the man (or woman, sometimes) pounded nails or sanded or fixed an electric outlet or painted. Sometimes I wondered if I should get him his own little tool belt.
Ollie Bennett, however, is afraid of people. Whenever there is a knock at the door, he runs for the bedroom and does not venture out until the visitors have left.
Certainly Ollie is not as fearless as Beau, but he spent all three days in his normal activities while Casey worked – snoozing in his favorite chair, poking around in his toy box – and checking out the paint paraphernalia. He’s never before been so curious about a stranger.
Do you think there is something about cats and home repair we don’t know about? Anyway…
Because I’m having another brain freeze day, here are the before and after photos.
Living Room Before:
Living Room After:
This living room photo is the most true to the actual color – a light gray green. By the way, I haven’t yet killed that orchid plant I got for my birthday. That’s amazing.
Here’s the Dining Room Before:
And the Dining Room After:
The color on this one is way off and I don’t know how to fix it. The chairs are a darker gray-green as you can see the before photo.
Side-by-side with the old, the new color look kind of boring. But I like it, it is relaxing, suits my furniture and rugs better and the old colors were poorly chosen – late in the day and at night, they turned muddy looking. It will be less monochrome when I finally get all my pictures hung.
Now I have to save my pennies for a couple of months to pay for the bookshelves so I can finally unpack those 30 boxes.
At The Elder Storytelling Place today, Steve Kemp: On Going For It