today on a whim i totally painted one of the walls in the kitchen a bright, sunshine-y yellow. without asking or consulting with my husband at all. the girlchild agreed with me that the color was awesome, so i bought it and now it's up there, no take-backs!
unfortunately for D, he married a woman who loves color. if i had my way, i'd buy a bright orange futon cover for the upstairs, to co-ordinate with all my random stripey pillows and the technicolor afghan. the upstairs part of our house is just so...neutral. which is okay, because it means it's super easy to liven up with a coat of paint, or a bright orange couch! if D had his way, our house would be outfitted in woodland colors, lots of soft greens and browns and varying shades of "shrub." personally, i just can't live like that.
i don't think he'll divorce me for today's color shenanigans, mainly because i bought a really soft blue for the bedroom. he won't be able to argue with that! (i hope.)