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David came over yesterday and we opened up the closet in the master bedroom. I did most of the demolition before he got here, but waited to actually pull out the studs until he arrived with his reciprocating saw (more affectionately known as the “scalpel”). We made quick work of removing the studs and then made a dump run before stopping by Home Depot for wood and whatnot to finish the new opening.

One especially nice touch: the closet now has a light in it. It’s not that big of a deal, but the wall we removed already had electrical running in it… we just installed a flanged light socket with a pull chain.

After lunch at Schlotsky’s, we went up to Lowe’s where I got another paint sample and a closet rod that hopefully was a little sturdier than the limp noodle I bought at Home Depot during our morning run.

It’s clear to me now that even though I was pretty sure the bedroom was going to be brown, it was always meant to be slate blue. I work that way sometimes… keying on an idea until I exhaust it, and then the right solution immediately comes along. I’ve come to accept it as part of my creative process. I look at sort of like this: the exercise of obsessing over a specific idea (in this case, the brown paint) keeps my conscious brain busy while my subconscious is coming up with the solution. First shot out of the box on the blue and I hit a home run.

This morning I’ve already been to Lowe’s and Harbor Freight. At Lowe’s I got a gallon of the blue (I expect I’ll need more, but it’s possible one gallon might just do it), a bunch of outlets, switches, faceplates, and some screen patches for fixing big holes in drywall.

The plan for today is to paint the ceiling and fix all the drywall issues. If I get through that today, then I can take all day to paint the walls tomorrow.