On the October long weekend in 2001 I finished painting the laundry and bathroom (I think). Yes, it's very blue. I didn't want it to be a pastel/baby blue, so I went darker. Problem is it was a bit too dark and basically made the rooms look like a swimming pool. Oh well.
But here's where I wish memory works better. I swear Luc came over that weekend to help me paint. But I have a photo from two weeks later where I thought I remembered him helping me with the laundry door, and I'm pretty sure he did some of his own painting (those little squares weren't in my place, I have no idea what they are). So I have no idea. Stoopid memory. And I really wish I'd started blogging earlier.
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