We ventured out in the rain on Saturday to go see our house. I was expecting to see counter tops and bathroom floors, instead I got lighting fixtures, paint, and a panic attack.
Harvester is more sunny yellow than I was expecting. I think I can learn to like it, because, honestly, I think the panic attack is due more to living in white boxes my whole life. My eyes are virgins when it comes to seeing color on the walls. So after some anxiety filled picture texts to my sister, I was talked back from running screaming to the nearest store to pick out a new paint.
And those lighting fixtures? They're nice. The entire time I was freaking out over the yellow, Jonathan was exclaiming how much he liked the lighting fixtures. He was even sending pictures of them to his mom. Excuse me? The walls?! What do you think of the walls?! He's a true guy, and said that he didn't mind the yellow. Doesn't mind or doesn't care? Deep breaths, crazy lady!