Susan Stephens' Writing Diary

Now before you say anything about men on their knees, or start cheering, I should explain that this is 'Phil' my fabulous decorator. Phil used to be my mother's decorator and he truly has no equal.

His is also the calmest man I know. Like this morning when I greeted him with, 'Sorry, Phil, but I don't like the colour we've chosen for the bedroom (Phil is always part of the decision-making process as he has to 'like the colours he is using- and so do I!)

As you can see the bedroom was originally a rather strident shade of yellow, and I perhaps went a little bit too far in trying for 'mellow'. I don't want to live inside a stone- or sleep inside one, for that matter. Not just yet, at least... what type of fossil I make remains to be seen!!!

So, Phil is off to get some more paint... this time in a shade called Gardenia, which I'm told is restful.
Oh, yes. That sounds like just what I need!

More on the trials and tribulations of turning this new home to my way of thinking tomorrow, ladies.
Meanwhile, love to all and happy reading everyone!
Susan