Where the hell is Alisa when you need her??

The patient is doing great.  She wouldn't really nap yesterday (of course, that kid stopped napping at age 2!) and is taking a pill here and there.  We lucked out.

But in celebration of the wisdom teeth, I'm taking another day off (I planned on two, and I'm taking two!!).  I think I'll paint the bathroom(s).  Only one will get done today, but both need to be done.  This whole house needs to be done!

BIG problem - I suck at choosing paint colors.  I totally nut up with anxiety.  Choosing the living room color (5 years ago!!) was excruciating and involved multiple paint samples . . . and I mean multiple - like 20 . . . painted in random chunks on the walls.  So you could see how it would look at different times of day (in our tiny little house).  I always feel like there's a better color!

It's no secret that I've never been pleased about my bestie moving to Michigan how many years ago?  And now I need her here more than ever!  This girl is a design queen/goddess/guru.  She's like The Devil Wears Prada gal for home interior issues.  One glance and SHE could tell me which colors to pick.  She has offered to commute to consult, but I can't afford that Cadillac driving, diamond encrusted itch-bay!

Attempting to GET OVER IT (as Wray would say), I marched into Lowes last night at 9:45pm and quickly bought paint for the bathroom.  The color's called Roasted Garlic . . . probably not a good omen.  We'll see how it goes!

This is what remains from easily the 100 paint chips I started with.  My right eye is twitching!  :- /