The Year of the Paint

Last year was the year of the floors. Mr. Truck put all new floors in our house, beautiful cherry downstairs, rosewood upstairs, marble in the condo bathrooms, leftover cherry in the condo kitchen and tile in the entryway. This year is the year of the paint. We used to have a painter named Juan. He was wonderful and then he moved back to Costa Rica to become a land baron. Now I've become Juanita and Mr. Truck is Juan, Jr. We are not as good as Juan. And much messier. But we're cheap. This weekend we painted the dining room, well it's really a dining area, in the condo. We finished the living room and hallway last time. We have a really good way of picking paint. When the fancy-schmancy mall where Mr. Truck works has something painted, which is all the time, there is always leftover paint. Mr. Truck says, "I have 2 gallons of Benjamin Moore HC 83 left, do we like it?" And I look at this.




If we like it, it's ours for free. This is what HC 83 aka Bennington Gray looks like. I see no gray. More of a khaki, but I like it.





Of course there was some knitting. I'm making a Clapotis out of this wonderful yarn. It is heaven to knit.






My amazing spoiler in the Outlander Swap, angoraspinner, spun this beautiful yarn and gave me all these amazing presents, too. I love them all but the handspun is just amazing. Thank you so much, Sally!






Next, we're moving onto our upstairs, but that's a whole nother story.