sam = bob vila. kinda.

today i learned that a great way to motivate my husband to paint our basement without recruiting my help is to get a couch delivered that actually fits into the house.

seriously, he's down there painting right this second. otherwise i'd have pictures to show you of couch #3.

when we moved into our house, our first order of business was to repaint our lavender basement. in an attempt to be trendy and current, we decided to do a green-grey color for the stairwell, laundry room, and back wall of the sitting area, and then a tan color for the other three walls of the sitting area. we loved the grey-green. we did not love the tan. it looked like poop. we hoped it would grow on us over time. it did not. we figured we would repaint it the grey-green color at some point, but never got around to it.

when we found this sofa last week (try #3 sofa), we thought maybe its color would help the tan wall color look better since we were slackers and still hadn't painted.

we were wrong.

don't tell sam, but i thought the color of the sofas with the walls just made our basement look like the inside of a diaper. hence why i was so, so excited when he went to see if we had enough of the paint left to redo those three horribly colored walls today. and luckily, we did. so he sent me out for more pads for the edger, and by the time i got back, he had the first coat on two of the walls already (with the exception of the edges, of course). already, it looked SO. MUCH. BETTER.

i'll post pictures once he's done. which, at this rate, will probably be in the next five minutes.

i <3 my hubby.

(and my basement)