Moving

We are moving...not far, actually just to the basement. We are renting out the main floor of our house. Yesterday Ron pressured me into picking a paint color...while I was at work. I sent him what I wanted (dusty rose) and guess what I ended up with? PINK, very bright pink. I guess that’s what I get for letting him pressure me into doing something I know I’ll regret.

This is the color I got. 

This is the color I wanted. 

I know his heart was in the right place..