I’m getting my house painted. I just received a quote. The guy told me 1 color was nice. Said others were nice 2, but wouldn’t coordinate w/ main color. The colors are Sherwin Williams Quixotic Plum as an accent wall in the family room and Mystic Mauve on the other walls. The main areas would be Latte. That’s where he said the clash is coming.

This is how downstairs flows: Entry way to a 2 story foyer Immediately in front of you on right,stairs. To the left formal area – living & dining. From that room, or a hall, you come to the kitchen w/ a bay eat in. All those wall will be in Latte. Then you come to the family room. The wall facing you will be Quixotic Plum. The others will be Mystic Mauve. His suggestion is to do it Latte and do the other formal room QP. (no furniture yet – wanted the formal red).

What is y’all opinion? Is 00 +200 4 paint bad? I’d say it’s 1300 sq ft area – plus upstairs hall. The trim would be white – said cheaper to touch up stairrail.
P.S.:

Mystic Mauve is a grayish-lavender – not pink @ all. Quixotic is a dark plum w/ a bluish-gray base. Latte is the color of the drink.

I’m trying to paint my living room and need help with color ideas. The whole downstairs is open, and I want to paint the living room one color and the kitchen, dining room another color that coordinates. We have a bright red couch and bold black accent furniture. My dishes and accents in the kitchen are also black and white. My fireplace is white with creme tile around it. There is also white molding around the living room.

I was thinking paiting the living room a light gray and the kitchen a pale yellow. I’m not sure what colors for the curtains? Do these colors coordinate?

Our house is, Downstairs: kitchen, breakfast room, dining room, living room, family room, foyer, half bath
Upstairs: master bed and bath upstairs with one other bedroom for an office for filing, computer, bills, etc.

Need EVERYTHING (curtains, chandeliers, wall art, furniture, lamps)

except already have one sofa set in the family room with lamps, and have a kitchen table and chairs, and a computer with printer and kitchen gear.

Okay, I was just wondering this for fun because I just got out of the hospital and the only real chanel was HGTV so now I’m curious. Ok so it has 3 beds and 4 baths (3 full baths) oh and all of the bedrooms are really big my bedroom is bigger then most master bedrooms and the master bedrooms is really big but doesn’t have wasted space. The kitchen is good sized and has all stainless steal appliences and the dining room is really nice, it has huge bay windows and is pretty big as well, blenty big for our tabel which holds 6-8 ppl and our cabinet. The upstairs living/family room is the biggest room in the house (which is big) and has really tall vaulted sealings and a huge stone woodburning fireplace. The downstairs family/living room is pretty big and has a door that goes out to the back patio/backyard and it has another big stone woodburning fireplace. Also downstairs is the nook which we use as a library/study room and it is really nice and can be used as pretty much anything except for like a kitchen or bedroom of course. Also downstairs are 2 of the bedrooms and 2 of the bathrooms. Oh also upstairs is the office which comes off of the family room and there is a door that leads to is from the master suite. The office is very good sized and looks out into the backyard. The front yard is pretty big and has a huge tree that shades half of the yard and it really nice to lay under. Also the house is an elevated ranch home but the garage is on the top floor which is really nice cuz you don’t have to walk up stairs to get inot the house from it. There is also a nice little walkway that leads from the driveway to the frontdoor and it had beautiful flowers on either side of it. The house is wood and stone and the roof is cedar. Also on the side of the house there is a rock driveway which is perfect for like trucks or campers or boats. The backyard is the biggest in the neigborhood, it’s 3/4 of an acre. The backyard had a nice big grassy area then in the back it has at least 20 trees which include pine and apple trees and cherry trees then just tree trees, and there’s a little pathway that winds through them up to the second level of the backyard (or you could take the stairs.) Also on the first level of the back yard there is a flower bed, an herb garden and a big flower garden on the side of the yard. On the second level of the backyard there is a 3/4 sized basketball court and a dog run. We live in Colorado just outside of the suburbs so we are like 30 min. from dever but still have a town feel. Our house is 2 blocks from the elementary school about 3/4 of a mile from the high school, 3 blocks from the local park, pool, and tennis courts, then 3 blocks the other way from the private pool and tennis courts. We live on a very quiet street and pretty much everyone gets along but it’s not like everyones in eachothers buissness. Also since we are close to the main park our streets always get taken care of first when they need to so that’s nice. Oh and also we are maybe 3 minutes away by bike from the downtown which has restraunts, stores, the library, and the 4th of July parade oh and the most common attraction, this huge hill which is drop dead gorgeous which people love to hike up. The town however is not like really noisy it’s not really small town but it’s most definatley not big city. Where my house is located is in a neigborhood but not a subdivison so we have a lot of houses and stuff but the are doesn’t have a name. Also every house is unique so it’s not like one of those areas where every other house looks the same and the houses have a good distance (but not a huge distance) between eachother. Oh and before I forget, the backyard also has an big hottub (Not Inground) with a gazebo over it and an eating area with stools. And, right when you walk out that backdoor downstairs there is a patio where we have a table with a firepit and chairs and a swing. The town we live in is the county seat and the county we live in has the highest annual income in the country and the county was rated 7th in the country for homes selling. Also in my town our neigborhood is the only one that doesn’t have "track" homes within an 8 miles of our downtown so it’s really hard to find houses like ours. Finally our house is 3000 square feet with no wasted space and it is the biggest home in our area (most are 1600-2000 sq. ft.)

Thnx
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One more thing, the house has beautiful views of pikes peak and a lot of other mountains
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I am tooling around with different story ideas, and would like any constructive feedback you can give on this little one…

Who knew my kitchen could be such a dangerous place?
NOW, someone hears me? Now, somebody finally looks up?
I couldn’t help the smile creeping across my lips, even as the hood of the parked red car loomed closer into view.
People were looking now, huh. Were screaming now. Grabbing their children. Running away, even. Now, when two and one-half songs ago, they could have looked up and helped me.
I wonder who’s calling?
This must look absolutely ridiculous to Mrs. Martha in 201-B, who I am sure has dropped that ridiculous ladybug coffee mug by now.

At least my fingers don’t hurt anymore, though they’re probably still bleeding from grabbing that windowsill for so long. Banged my knee really good on the faucet too. Guess I’ll never know how the cat food got all the way up there on top of the snack cabinet… still doesn’t make sense. Bet nobody’ll think to ask later anyway. Heck, who would even answer, Mitzy? “Meow, Meow. Meow!” Yeah. Heh. Poor kitty’s gonna be lonely now. I hope she finds a kid with really gullible parents before they try to stick her in a shelter. No one else in the condo has a cat. Maybe that little freckle-faced kid at the park where we usually walk after dinner?
Sirens now. What good will all that do? Better be the Mop-Up-Crew. If Mr. Stick-in-the-Butt downstairs in 1408-F hadn’t made the noise complaint, this would all be going down quietly. Well, except for the smashing glass, my screaming, and whatever noise this car is about to make.
The CD sort of set this whole thing in motion, though…
I couldn’t help being excited, it being release day and all. So, I dropped my bag and ran straight to the stereo when I came in from the store.
I turned the stereo all the way up and started singing along. I couldn’t believe all the greatest hits were there on ONE CD! Not to be ignored, Mitzy had wrapped her orange cream-sicle body around my legs until I gave in and went to her empty bowl.
The second track started up as I rambled through the cabinets searching for her food. I think Mitzy liked that one; she seemed to be meowing along with me. Not finding any cans in the regular places, I kicked off my heels and used the brown bar stool to check the top shelves.
Track three kicked in just as the phone started ringing. Ignoring the phone, I stepped up on the counter to peek over the flour bags and coffee cans, knowing Mitzy had at least three or four cans of food left. Walking around the edge of the counter in my stockings, I shuffled through the tops of all the cabinets for the maddening little cans. Just as I wrote it off as a lost cause, I reached the top of the last set of cabinets being careful not to hit the drying dishes. There, in a neat little stack balanced on top of the canned hotdog-snack-things, was a lonely little can of Mitzy’s cat food!
Thrilled at my diligent success, I turned to my cat and threw my hands in the air in triumph, singing along with the fourth track of my new favorite CD.
At that exact moment, a barrage of loud, sharp thuds came crashing in against my front door. Completely unprepared for this attempted burglary on the 15th floor of my doorman-staffed condominium at 4:38 in the afternoon, I did what any sane person, standing behind a locked door in a kitchen full of knives, having graduated self-defense class, would have done. I panicked. Every muscle in my body seemed to briefly lock in place; except, apparently, the ones controlling my jaw, which fell open. My right foot, perched so precariously on the edge of the sink in the first place, began to slide forward away from my body.
Powerless to control myself, and expecting to simply slide down the sun-warmed window and crumple into the sink as the robber burst through the door, I felt my body tip backwards. I heard the crash. Felt the glass. Pinching. Bumping. Slicing. Meowing. Dripping. Twisting. Track four must be a remix. Screaming. Grabbing. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I registered the sound of running water and the rough, stiff texture of concrete under the tip of my left hand and right forearm, and the absence of a place to rest my feet. I guess my knee had turned the faucet on. I was still screaming. I opened my eyes. Willing my jaws shut, and channeling all the air-punching arm-power Turbo-Jam ever gave me, I tried to pull myself up onto the five inch windowsill. Guess I skipped too many sessions. There was a brief, but rather effective, musical interlude between track four and five; during which, I heard the voice at the door yell, “…down now, or I’m calling the cops!”
OK, it was time to scream. I gave it all I had, in thirty second bursts of all out screaming, hollering, yelling, begging, everything my voice could do. Mitzy even threw in a little caterwauling on my behalf. Unfortunately for me, track f
Sorry for the split. This is what’s next…

Unfortunately for me, track five and six were pretty much dance hits.
As the final beats for track seven thrummed on the stereo, I realized these may well be my final moments on the planet, perched fifteen stories over Graham Street, listening to an Old School CD, staring at the “M” on the forehead of my overweight tabby cat. I thought of all the people who would miss me, all the things that would change in the world, and realized it was really just Mom, Dad and the cat. Dang, not much of a mark. If anyone got the wrong idea, they might think I just got mad at Mitzy and jumped out the window. Sure wish I could climb back in this window and do something people would miss before I tried to feed the cat again. Track nine now, I sure have been here a long time. Too bad Mr. Whiner-in-1408-F never actually calls the cops. Loser, I thought as my arms gave out just as the cell phone in the left pocket of my skirt began to ring.
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