A Change of Color

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My kitchen has been red for what seems like forever.  I loved the color when the paint was new; Bee Balm Red it was called.  Unfortunately it had long been discontinued and I could never quite find a perfect match to cover the scrapes and scratches that dot the walls over time.

My love had slowly turned to indifference, then to dislike and finally to hate. I could hardly stand to look at the red walls anymore.  As a result, I didn't enjoy being in my kitchen.

I was in Home Depot on Sunday and decided that enough was enough.  I walked into the paint section and scanned at the dozens of paint swatches waiting for my eyes to settle on the one that felt "right."

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There it was, the perfect color amidst a sea of swatches. Impulsively, I bought a gallon of a dark, rich brown called Roasted Nuts.  I didn't tell my guys about my purchase.  I tucked the can into the laundry room and went about the rest of the day. 

As soon as I dropped my boy off at school yesterday I started painting, secretly hoping that I hadn't made the wrong choice.  It was tedious work making sure every detail of the embossed wallpaper was covered in a nice thick coat.  But when it was finished, my heart felt at home. 

It's funny how something as simple as changing the color of a room can have such an effect.  I find myself wanting to hang out in my kitchen again.  In fact, I'm sitting there now, sipping coffee while I type these words.  I'm also daydreaming about the meals that I will cook and the memories yet to be made in this freshly painted room.  


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