I have a bad habit. Sometimes, things just need a good
scrubbing painting. Does that make sense?
It all started with me going to clean the master bathroom the other day. But before I knew it, I was slapping paint on the wall and thinking about new coordinating bath towels and dreaming of a new floor. It's a sickness really.
The bathroom still isn't clean. Or totally painted. But it's on my brain. Literally. I dreamt last night about going and buying paint (I remember the specific colors too) at Lowes.
Yep. A Sickness.
In the meantime, let's look at some nice, clean, already painted bathrooms and I'll show you what I'm thinking.
|AM Dolce Vita|
Decisions, decisions. And all I was supposed to do was clean it.