Painting the exterior of your home can be very stressful. You become so accustomed to how your house looks in the present and the past that it's hard to decide on the home's future.
Why is it that the perfect color you've chosen from another house in another neighborhood looks awful on your house in your neighborhood? That "Tuscany Gold" looks like dijon mustard. The "Tobacco Brown" looks like ...well, you know what it looks like and it's not good. That "Summer Yellow" that was so "happy" turns into the color of the local school bus.
Painting your home isn't just for you either. Everyone gets involved and everyone has an opinion about the color. The neighbors, the mailman, even the painters all like to throw their two cents in about their like or dislike of the color you chose. It's like you're naked and people are judging you...and who wants to be the fat girl in that situation? You want to be the girl that has been working out and not eaten the second helpings. No one ever commented about your home before but now it seems as though crowds gather round the dropcloths and paint buckets just to give you their words of wisdom.
Now I know why so many people move into planned neighborhoods where there are paint restrictions on newly built houses. They couldn't decide on a paint color for their old home so they decided to move just to be told what color to paint the new place. Seems like it would be a lot less stressful.
Why is it that the perfect color you've chosen from another house in another neighborhood looks awful on your house in your neighborhood? That "Tuscany Gold" looks like dijon mustard. The "Tobacco Brown" looks like ...well, you know what it looks like and it's not good. That "Summer Yellow" that was so "happy" turns into the color of the local school bus.
Painting your home isn't just for you either. Everyone gets involved and everyone has an opinion about the color. The neighbors, the mailman, even the painters all like to throw their two cents in about their like or dislike of the color you chose. It's like you're naked and people are judging you...and who wants to be the fat girl in that situation? You want to be the girl that has been working out and not eaten the second helpings. No one ever commented about your home before but now it seems as though crowds gather round the dropcloths and paint buckets just to give you their words of wisdom.
Now I know why so many people move into planned neighborhoods where there are paint restrictions on newly built houses. They couldn't decide on a paint color for their old home so they decided to move just to be told what color to paint the new place. Seems like it would be a lot less stressful.
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