I can't count the amount of times that we decided to rearrange or alter our room. but when we did- it was in the middle of the night on a school night, or the day before leaving for family vacation. The point is, when either of us ever had a hankering for change, we couldn't wait till the next day, or a more opportune time. We'd be dragging furniture across the room as quietly as possible, opening gallons of fresh paint and pulling out the ladder- hoping we wouldn't wake mom.
The other night, I had a night like this. It was the last night I would spend seeing a white wall stare back at me from my bed. Me versus wall... and I was going to win. I didn't have paint, and all the stores were well closed. But i did have coffee. Ive never done it myself, but ive heard of cofeestaining before- and i thought that it was just the look that i needed. I'd say that tea could give a similar rustic look and feel, but it was a bit too orangy/ yellow for my taste.
The warm brown that a strong brew of coffee left on the walls was the quick and cheap alteration that i needed. And the scent of coffee filled the room - just like the anticipation of change did that initially urged me to paint. in the middle. of . the . night.
