Here’s what no one tells you about painting your house: If you’re married, you and your spouse must AGREE on a color scheme before you can commence painting. This seems like not a huge deal, right, until you find yourself in the paint section of Lowes arguing over shades of beige and going back and forth between “Dusted Bronze” and “Burnt Copper” and before you know it you find yourself thinking: How could I possibly love someone who thinks “Wilmington Tan” is even remotely appropriate for the front hallway, what the HELL, and I swear if he brings “Taylor Taupe” back into this conversation divorce is fucking imminent, man.
Which is all my way of saying that we’ve tabled the painting decisions for the time being.
InnerTeub 
Please know that this is the story of the entire 3 years Garrett and I have lived together and why we still STILL do not have paint on the walls. Everyone thinks it is so easy to paint, but we can not even AGREE ON THE COLOR and then all of a sudden I think “Why are we even arguing about this, this is silly, we’ll figure it out another time” and then it NEVER HAPPENS.
Our walls, still white.
I KNOW. We will never have painted walls. NEVER.
I suppose this is a reminder of why I should not get frustrated when I ask for my husband’s opinion on paint color and all I get is “that looks nice dear”.