Head Games

Admit it, you have at least one imaginary friend!  That’s the one you’ll be talking to when nobody else is around.  When I was very young, my friend’s name was Jimmy.  We became ‘acquainted’ when I was about 5, and he stayed with me at least through 5^th grade.

As an adult, I find my best imaginary friend is Don Chew.  Don is good at encouraging me when I’m hesitant to pursue a goal, and talking me out of wild and crazy spontaneities when my brain thinks I’m younger than my body does.  I mostly try to pay attention when he speaks.

Don has been a very good advisor and cheerleader as I work on redecorating my kitchen.  Working in cahoots with daughters Mélange and Vagrant, he has supported my decisions on wall colors, rugs, accessories and accent pieces.  I’m really excited at how it’s all coming out!

With one exception.

I cannot get the cabinet color right.  Up to bat with two strikes, my confidence is fading fast.  The sample sizes you can now purchase aren’t always enough to give you a clear picture – that is, if you are wise enough to try them in the first place.  Searching through my library of decorating books, I keep reading that color is a cheap way to change your décor; if you don’t like your first color choice, just paint it again!  I try to take comfort in that, but…

At $25 a gallon, Don Chew believe it.