I am White Wall Phobic

Okay, I admit it! Are you happy now?!

I have this thing with white walls. Cannot stand them. Don't get me wrong. They are beautiful in other people's homes, just not mine. I think it has to do with the fact that when I was growing up my Daddy would only allow white on the walls. I loved my Daddy, but he was color phobic. The artist in me just screams for color. 

BUT, its a big but...

I like big butts , and I cannot lie...

Never mind me.

But, in an effort to let this house speak its mind, I have decided that lighter is better. Especially for that whole of a room that is supposed to be a dining room. The one the builder/architect decided could be plopped in the middle of the house without. a. single. window. Sigh

So, armed with a gallon of oops paint from the ol' Home Depot. I have waged a battle in that room.

Here are the pics from my phone to prove it!

We finally found a sofa on Craigslist for under a hundred smackaroos, and decided to take the big flat screen out of hubby's office and mount it in here. The armoire holds the wireless printer that the family utilizes as well as a smorgasbord of school and art supplies. 

My goal is to have everything cleaned up and put back together to resemble a real, working room by the time the kids get home this afternoon. 

See the leaded glass panel on the couch? They are from my china cabinet that is getting a makeover a la Williams Sonoma. I have a cool re purposing project in mind. So stay tuned for that too.

Mostly finished room up tonight! 

Maybe I'll even take the time to edit them...thought you might appreciate the natural state of things in my home at the moment though. Small reality check. It always looks worse before it gets better, right?