Painting the Spare Room

Well Blaike finally got the Spare Room painted Friday, When we got to Home Depot to get the paint on Monday he decided the color we had chosen on the computer was to light, so picked a darker color. Tom said it looks like baby poop, but is on the walls and is staying this way. I am not about to repaint and Blaike says don't ASK! I am going to have to completely redecorate. Nothing I had in here matches. The horrible Green rug on the floor is even more bazar now, and the green wicker furniture has to go. After going to the Antique Show today, I have been toying with the idea of bring up the old Murphy Bed of Granny Baughs out of the basement and cleaning it up. I have been to several Antique Shows and never see a Murphy Bed, and the one we have is just sitting in the basement with junk piled on it, so that is a possibility. Tom's family tells they story of how grandmother Hendry used to hide inside the bed when she was small; and the indians would come to the house to beg. The family always called it the folding bed. Our kid use to like to sleep in it when they were small. I guess it was an adventure to them. On the paint I may do some faux painting to tone it down but not until the spring, if spring ever comes. When I get the blind back up and get rid of this horrible green; the color might be great, it is really not that bad, and I don't think Blaike will be hanging around any time soon after putting up with Grandma for about 5 days; although I must say he did enjoy breakfast every morning.