The magic of Color!

My cute friend Cjane is my amazing guest blogger for today- and she is full of happiness and sunshine! As cjane would say... ENJOY!

Everyone hated, hated the muddy color of gray I painted my master bedroom.

“We’d like to see your house.” Friends and family declared after we moved in to our cozy blue home at the end of the street.

And of course we loved to show off our new house—the remodeled bathroom, the bright green kitchen, the perfectly rectangular backyard—every little detail. But inevitably there would be that awkward moment when our guests entered into our tiny bedroom.

“Oh! Well! That is an interesting color.” Was the usual comment as eyes rotated around our dark walls and voices disappeared with confusion.

It was one thing to disappoint crowds of people who didn’t have to live with my color, but it was another thing when my husband confessed that he didn’t care for it either.

“It’s dark.” He kept saying.

“A bedroom is for sleeping. Dark colors relax the brain.” I would counter.

I can’t remember now the exact name of the color I chose. Something like, “Silver Lake at Midnight with an Almost Full Moon”. (I’d like to be a paint color namer someday, I’d take that job very seriously.) To me, it was the color of a summer rain cloud and who doesn’t love that hue all looming with the promise of rain?

Even in the sunshine—let in by our big window—I loved the dark tone to my bedroom walls. It reminded me of a thick mud mask before it has dried and become cracked. It also made the bedroom artwork pop with color and I thought that was very unselfish.

Unselfish Silver?

Three years have passed by since my mother-in-law (horrified) helped me paint those walls, and I have never once regretted my decision. If possible, I love the color more than when the paint was wet. It has become my color of serenity, peace and quiet. But now there is a new house in the near future, a new bedroom to plan, new walls to color.

“I am thinking about leaving our new bedroom walls white.” I remarked to my husband the other night as we sat in bed waiting for sleep.

“You will do no such thing.” He countered. “From now on, our bedroom will always be this color gray and that is that.”

Winning over someone to your point-of-view?

That is happiness.

What is the name of the color that makes you happy?