Laundry Room: check.

You know, there are some things you just don’t think about. When we first moved here, the laundry room was white – everywhere. Walls, trim, shelves, washer, dryer. I never really thought about it.

But since Randy was painting the kitchen, dining room and family room - it just seemed right to also paint the laundry room, which he did last weekend. I love the end result. It actually seems like a room now, instead of just some place that we walk through on our way to and from my mom’s room. He painted the walls the same gray that we did in the kitchen/dining/family rooms and I got a picture from the Deseret Industries to hang where I had my white board (that I used a lot when I had kids around, but haven’t touched for awhile). The pictures don't seem to do it justice, but here they are, anyway.

Door to garage - before

Door to garage - after

Washer/Dryer wall - before

Washer/Dryer wall - after

Outside door - before

 

Outside door - after

One kind of humorous story that goes with this: As I was sweeping behind the washer and dryer since Randy had them pushed out to paint the walls, I hit my head on the corner of the shelves. At first I thought I had just banged it real hard. But, then the drops of blood started coming and Randy had to get me a couple of paper towels and ice to press on it. I was bleeding like a “stuck pig.” Or, if you’ve never heard that saying, I was bleeding profusely. I will spare you any pictures. My hair was pretty red on one side, which Randy said just looked natural! Anyway, I had a headache for most of the night and the next morning – but I lived. :)