Next month we’re moving down the street to a nearly-identical house (in layout) that’s bigger with more bedrooms. We’re thrilled to stay on the street we love, near our beloved neighbors, yet gain more space to accommodate our growing family. We’ll even have a homeschool-craft-library room. Can you say EXCITED?!
Since we’re packing and moving, I can’t do typical pregnancy nesting activities. Instead I’m fixating on paint colors and obsessed with selecting the perfect white paint color for the downstairs, debating between warm whites and cool whites, grey whites and blue whites.
MAJOR TIME SUCKAGE, let me tell you.
I’ve even been known to carry paint chips with me should inspiration hit. Sure enough, David and I walked into an ice cream shop in Santa Cruz and both LOVED the white walls:
I whipped out our paint samples to match the white:
Turns out the walls weren’t White Dove or Super White or Ice Mist or Decorators White or Alpine White or any of the colors I was debating between.
The color we both really love is called…
Just white, nothing else. Facepalm.
Mission white paint color selection accomplished.