Cliff May Restovation

You know you're in trouble when you start having dreams (nightmares, actually) about pool maintenance. I woke up a few weeks ago, in a cold sweat, after dreaming that my pool was turning cloudy again and nothing I did stopped the onward march of reduced water clarity. I was so distraught that I got up, went outside (it was cold!), and turned on the pool light to make sure my water was just as clear as I had remembered the day before.

And it was with that I decided to take a few weeks off from working on the house. Now, rest assured dear readers, I am not succombing to the dreaded "remodel burnout" whose symptoms include unfinished products, general apathy toward design choices, and delusions of how nice a newly-built tract home would be.

On that note, let me talk about my latest half-finished project:

BEFORE

It's not horrible. And since this isn't even my own bathroom I haven't been too concerned about it. But I've got a roommate moving in so I thought I better change it now when the bathroom isn't really used. Here's where I am now...

DURING

It's getting there. I've got a new light on order.

I screwed up...

I admit it, occasionally, I am wrong about something. Some of you may remember my unique paint color for my office. It's pictured below:

I have tried and tried for the last two months to convince myself that I like it. But, it's just a little too "dirty" looking for me. So much work went into painting it (3 coats in most spots, 4 in some) that I tried to pragmatically enjoy the fruits of no labor. Apparently my pragmatism has its limits and no amount of mental willpower can allow me to embrace "crap brown." New color? I'm thinking orange. No....seriously.