As I was driving home from class, FF called and said "I see you decided to go with a lighter color." Uh oh. I specifically told the painter that I wanted it to be essentially the same color. Perhaps he misunderstood? English is, after all, not his first language and I have difficulties with his heavy accent. Perhaps he doesn't care for mine either.
What's really killing me is that it's dark by the time I get home from class, so I can't see the damn siding. I have to wait until morning!
I'm already so super stressed with school and work that I had the most elaborate and looong chase dream last night. It was scary and awful and kept going and going even when I would wake up and go back to sleep. Now I have the added anxiety of a paint color that I may hate and will have to live with for decades to come.
Hopefully it won't be too bad. I hate picking paint colors, too. There is something so incredibly overwhelming about the massive selection.
If the siding has been there a while, it may not be the same color it originally was, not that that matters.
I hope you like it and are happy with it and do NOT hate it!
I HATE chase dreams. I used to have them a lot, but not so often lately.
I hope you can find some way to alleviate your stress to some degree--T'ai Chi? Yeah, right, as if you could fit that into your busy schedule.
Good grief. It was so foggy this morning that I couldn't see the house! Now I have to wait until after work. Sigh.