736. Home Improvement Starts With "H"

We have a one-car garage just off the patio from our kitchen.  On the one hand, we are grateful to have a place to (supposedly) put our car; on the other hand, we have never parked a car in there.  Ever.  The garage has become a giant shed full of junk. 

The kids keep all their outdoor toys in there (which is ironic, isn’t it?  if they are really “outdoor” toys, then why must they be stored inside?), so as a result, the door from the patio to the garage sees a lot of use and abuse.  The formerly pristine white door was now a lovely shade of what Benjamin Moore might dub “Playful Dirt Sunrise.”    

I took it upon myself to change this.  While The Husband and boys went camping overnight, I made my own sojourn to the paint store.  I was shocked to meet a crazy little fairy who was flying around the paint store thrusting samples at me called “Neon Tangerine” and “Pimp Purple” and “Wicked Gold.”  She had obviously been drinking before she assumed her paint fairy duties that day of recommending classic and acceptable paint colors to conservative home-owners like myself.   

I walked out with a quart of “Mexicali Turquoise.” 

Sometimes the crazy paint fairy gets it right: 



Before photo by MOV





After photo by MOV



MOV

(“Mauve Orange Violet”)